16 months going on 17 weeks

I just really want to sing: "I am sixteen.... going on seventeen...." I remember singing that and thinking, wow, 16 is so old! HA!

Anyways....
N turned 16 months old this past week. 16 months still seems so young, but he amazes me at how much he can do.

 

Like sit in his toolbox!

We have some changes coming up in terms of day care. For the last 14 months or so, N has been staying with a lady. Its been great, but she recently took a 2nd job and pick up has gotten a little hectic. She usually drops him off to me at school in the afternoon, but since she has to work 4, that means any time I have a meeting and Ben has to work normal hours, we have no child care. Thankfully the secretary (lady who runs our entire school really) has been kind enough to watch N during those times. N LOVES his nanny. She spoils him and loves him like her own. BUT, we knew next year we wanted him in a program with other kids and a curriculum.

We got on a waiting list at the new church we've been going to and were happy. Then we found out the 2-year-old teacher is not someone that we want teaching him since we have a not-so-good relationship with her from a different area of our lives. Well... back to square one.

I began praying like crazy that God would tell us what to do. 

We went and visited a different church program that has been referred to us by many people. We liked it and they explained the waiting list: Now that we are on the waiting list, she'll send us an email about the secret day in January when we get to show up in the middle of the night to hopefully get a spot in their program. N's spot is most likely going to be open, but the spot for the baby is the spot we would be competing for. Literally she said people usually start waiting about midnight.... UGH....

Ben asked if there was a chance we could get in before that wonderful day. She said.... hmm.... maybe....  Turns out, someone was possibly moving. There was one other person on the waiting list though so we'd just have to wait and see.

Thursday we got the call that N can start on Dec. 4!!!! WAY sooner than we expected, but we get in and are guaranteed a spot for baby!! Hooray! N's nanny is going to work with us transitioning him to day care by starting him off 2 days a week then 3 then eventually 5. I'm being a crazy person about it. I am SOOO nervous for N. He's going from one-on-one doing whatever he wants to a room full of other one-year-olds and a new teacher. He has to sleep on a nap-mat.... not in pack'n'play. That may be the part I'm the most anxious about. The child loves his sleep, but I'm pretty sure he needs those bars to contain him to sleep. We'll seeee!!!

Wow, that turned out to be a lot longer than I intended.

What we've been up to?

I'm 17 weeks pregnant! I can feel baby 2 moving around in there now. We find out in a week and a half what the little munchkin is! I painted N's new room this weekend. From a way-too-bright minty green to a calming 'Hush' by Benjamin Moore. What a great name for a baby's room :)

 

MUCH BETTER!

 

For some reason his grandmothers feel the need to keep him up way past his bedtime when he spends the night with them which leads to him doing this most of the next day. 

 

Such a boy. Riding his 4-wheeler shirtless and backwards.

 I felt the need to document his bedtime while I was taking pictures tonight because he will be our only little one for just a few more months and I'd hate to forget how much fun we have. This kid LOVES his bath.

 Here he is 'reading' his favorite book before bed. He actually is just fascinated with staring at the kids in this book. Even upside down apparently.

He will do ANYTHING to get that paci when he's had enough and is ready to lay down. He knows he only gets that paci if he's in the bed (or in my arms on the way to the bed).

Paci in. We sing a song, say our prayers and he's so ready for bed.

 These are from this week. He was given some hand-me-down tools including this cute little toolbelt that he LOVES to wear. Then Ben brought home his old childhood tractor. It needed a little work getting the peddles working again, but for something that is probably 25 years old, its pretty cute. N thinks its fabulous.

 N is as fun as can be. He can say: Ball, Uh-Oh, Moo, Ruff-Ruff, Shoe, Juice, Bye-Bye. Granted some of those only come out when you catch him off guard because he does NOT like to do anything on command. Stubborn little pumpkin. He's a ham though as you can see below:

 

See you soon....when we know what our little pumpkin 2 will be. I currently think its a girl. ONLY because my skin is so terribly broken out, which is the complete opposite of N's pregnancy. I decided with all my medical knowledge,  it must be extra estrogen. Makes sense right? I'm excited either way though, I really would love for N to have a brother and N's been so easy I'm thinking it must be a boy thing :) But if its a girl, it will be an all new adventure. We'll see very soon.  I just can't wait to see it as a baby instead of that teeny little bean. I pray it is healthy and doing great in there.