Our week . . .

Here is a list of wonderful things that have happened in the past week:

• Adult Prom: Keith got us tickets to the Wicked Divas Symphony (you had no idea we were so cultured did you?) for Valentine's Day. We stayed in the beloved Kimball in downtown SLC and brought Mari and Garret along to watch our kiddos. It was the first time we left Leo-only for two hours-and the show was amazing. We stayed the night with The Bears (aka Marebear and Garebear) and had a great time. Yeah for adult prom!
• I made homemade baby food for Baby Leo-applesauce. It was a fun little project. I despise the baby food stage. Baby food=expensive, messy, gross etc. Making it myself made me feel all domestic, I love that.
  
• Leo tried the applesauce. He kinda liked it. Benson and Griffin liked it more. I have 15 frozen serving of baby food applesauce in my freezer now for future use, YES!
  
• Baby Leo learned how to take a bottle (on the first try, he is a baby genius). He was more of a fan of rice cereal and breastmilk than the applesauce.
• Baby Leo got a special healing priesthood blessing that provided a miracle.
• Leo got an antibiotic (nothing is better than taking your child to the Dr.'s office and leaving with a prescription).
  

(photo by Benson)

(I swear we aren't this scary in real life, this is the only picture we took)

Here is a list of not my favorite things that happened this week:

• Leo got an ear infection
• Leo cried . . . a lot (well, for Leo it was)
• Momma held Leo . . . a lot
• Leo coughed and coughed and coughed and is still coughing
• The house got messier and messier and messier
• The television parented my older children (woops)
• Benson had several 4 year old meltdowns and obstinate moments. Age 4 is not my friend.
• Cereal has been a meal staple around here.
• I emptied my dishwasher and filled it at the same time (see messy house comment above).
• Lots of pumping (TMI? sorry). Leo isn't eating so well.
• Lots of saline solution in the nose
• Lots of spitting up
• Way too many loads of laundry covered in boogers and puke and medicine.
  
• Lots of rockabyes (not sure how to spell that one, but that's what my kids call it). Although I like to sing and rock with my boys (who doesn't?), I am so over singing the wheels on the bus. Why can't I sing Broadway show tunes?
  

A few things that did not happen at all this week:

• Effective parenting
• Mopping (my floor upstairs looks like a dirty toilet). Sweet.
  
• Good sleep. Leo has slept surprisingly well, but I am one worried momma and can't sleep. at night. I am a zombie all day though and can fall asleep if I sit down for too long.
  
• An organized playroom. We recently inherited some shelves and organizers from some friends and I had every intention of making a playroom that you could actually walk into without tripping over a truck or transformer.

(Example of my effective parenting-Benson playing with my new camera by taking a picture of Griffin and me being too tired to care or discipline)

Let's hope this next week is more successful. I think I will begin by mopping the toilet, I mean floor.