Ty & Wes Time: Flipping Westin Over, Ty the Tattler & Westin Obsessed with All Things Dog-Related

Wes: 9 Months Old

Ty: 2 Years & 10 Months Old

This will be a MUCH shorter blog since my Nova Scotia recap already recapped the Friday, Sabbath, and Sunday last week. Monday through Thursday will seem like nothing compared to last week's posting!

Last Monday, what do you think we did all day? Unpacked from Nova Scotia! And let me tell you, it takes all day and half the night (at least until my bedtime at 3 AM). It was so funny, as I was unpacking from Nova Scotia, what was Ty doing? He grabbed his backpack and started stuffing it with toys and books. I asked him what he was doing? His response: "Packing for Ova Scotia." Poor bugger. I had to break the news to him that we would not be returning for a whole year!!!! Doesn't seem fair, I know! What also wasn't fair was Tyson flipping Westin over, while he was crawling on the ground! Not really sure what prompted it, but Ty just pushed him over and Westin flipped over too. I was livid. Ty went right to time-out and we had a long talk about this. After his time-out, Ty went over to Westin kissed him and said, "Sorry Westy. Sorry Ty flipped you over." Monday morning, our family got some bad news. A friend of our family (very close friends of Kelly & Steve) had passed away suddenly at the age of 34 the morning before. My mother had found out the night before, but she didn't have the heart to call us kids, since we had just driven from Nova Scotia and it was late. The story will give you chills. He was 34, very fit and healthy and was taking care of his wife, who was dying of brain cancer. She was 29 and was actively dying, sleeping 22 out of 24 hours of the day, and she could no longer speak. He had quit his job to be there to take care of her. Then he just dropped and died. She was aware enough that his parents had to tell her that he had died, but she could not communicate. She cried when they told her, so it is so sad to know that she understood. She died 45 hours later. I really can't remember hearing a more tragic story. These young people, so in love, and so full of life...for them both to be gone in an instant. It is just unthinkable. I don't know what else to say about it, except that I am so thankful that we have the Blessed Hope that they will be reunited and we will see them again.

Tina & Neil Carruthers

There is no rest for the weary. After finally unpacking and picking up my house, I headed to work on Tuesday. Sonia came and watched the boys. I know they had a great time. Heath obviously has them during the night and Tyson (on Wednesday) clued me in to a little secret that Heath & Ty share. Ty told me (while giggling), "Daddy keep sleep diaper on." I know that Heath does this quite a bit, and I get after him about it - put his undies on and don't be lazy! I think it is perfect how Ty tattles now and throws Heath under the bus! That is until he does it to me!

Picture taken by Ty on Tuesday morning. Very artistic.

The boys kept me jumping on Wednesday. Why can't they have a nice quiet day, the day after I work and only get 3 hours of sleep? It will never happen. For starters, it was laundry day. I had to do the million loads of laundry from Nova Scotia. Fun times. What did Ty do the first thing on Wednesday morning? He pushed Westin over again!!! Are you kidding me? I think we escalated to a spanking on that one. Didn't we just do a time-out for this???? Westin started an obsession that Tyson started at just the same age. Dumping the dog water out! Not nice. He did it twice that day! So now I have to put the water up whenever Wes is on the crawling prowl! Poor dogs. Ty did some questionable things with his smurf toys on Wednesday. He first tried to cook them in the microwave (I stopped him just in time), then he tried to freeze them in the freezer, and then he took his electric saw and tried to cut them up. Sometimes I don't really know (or want to know) what is going on in that brain of his! And then he does something brilliant (I might be stretching it a bit) like this... He had been playing with his ATV, when I had heard him muttering something about being "sticky." I didn't think much about it until Ty had me give him multiple pieces of tape. He then showed me so proudly his handiwork. "Mama, Ty fixed it. No more sticky!" He had taken napkins and taped them around his "sticky" handlebars! What a genius. We headed to the Mexican restaurant a night early because Adam wasn't going to be able to go out on Thursday night. We had a great meal, but Tyson ended it on a sour note by peeing his pants there. He hasn't done that in such a long time! It was probably from sipping off of Heath, Adam & my rootbeer all night! I don't really think that Westin has pulled himself up completley before - maybe part-way, but he did it completely that night when we got home! It was so cute, my little man is growing up! I don't know what got into my munchkins but they were both up crying multiple times during the night. Very unlike them.

Ty's crazy outfit of the day - hydrant hat, red necklace (with a key on it), and his camo boots. He rocked it!

Right after I caught him trying to microwave the smurf

I'd rather look at it this way: He is going to be a surgeon someday! And not a chain saw mass murderer!

It would haven been such a cute picture if it was just clear!

** I am so mad, I took a picture of Westin standing up but it has disappeared off my camera. I know I didn't erase it, I don't know what happenend!!!! )= **

Thursday showcased a problem with Westin and Ty right now. The problem is that Ty is wicked OCD and Westin is a bull in a china shop. Ty will get his toys perfectly placed, just how he wants it and Westin will plow right in and mess them all up! Ty gets so mad! Westin found a new thing that he is obsessed with along with the dog water. What is better than dog water? Dog food!!!! My poor dogs. They are going to starve and be thirsty! Westin makes a beeline for the dog food, whenever I don't block it off. It's so funny - he knows that he is not supposed to get it. Because he will take off straight for the dog food, stop mid-crawl, and look over his shoulder at me with this devilish grin, like "yeah, I'm going to get it!" And then he starts crawling as fast as he can go, giggling the whole way! What a silly boy! Is it all dog-related things that he is into now? Because Thursday afternoon I found (to my horror), he had gotten one of the dog's raw hide chews and was gnawing on it like mad! I wonder if it helps teething babies as much as it helps the dog's teeth! (=