Birthday

We had a great party for H's birthday. He loves the idea of surprise parties, so we surprised him with decorations and cake. R. took him to get pizza and we decorated and got ready. Unfortunately R. left his cell phone at the house, so they came back a little too early. I was trying to hide and then jump out at the same time and ended up busting my butt. He was really excited. He loved all the Thomas the Train decorations. I tried to make a 3D train cake and it was a total disaster. Fortunately I had extra cake batter that I'd baked in a bundt pan. I'd already made two batches of Thomas the train blue frosting, so I frosted the bundt and piped black train tracks all over the cake. Then I put birthday Thomas on top. It was not quite what I had in mind, but I don't think H. even noticed. He was too busy playing with his new toys to even eat more than one bite of cake.
We bought too much stuff, but I couldn't help myself. We got this ultimate Thomas train set. It is HUGE, but it was on sale and had a lot of trains that came with it. He loves it, but I am kicking myself, because we have to cram all kinds of stuff into the car and the van. I cannot believe that my baby is four years old. It seems like yesterday I was holding him in my arms. He is so big and so smart, it is mind boggling. S's birthday is next, but hopefully we will be in our new quarters.

Fed Up

I realize it has been a while since I have posted. Sometimes I feel inspired and other times, I have nothing. Housing is telling us it will probably be the 14th of June before we get the keys to our new quarters. I cannot express how frustrating this is. Last night I was giving C. a bath and started thinking about how desperately I want to have a nursery for him. He will be seven months in a week or so. He is not sleeping more than two or three hours at a time at night. I am sure that if we weren't sharing a room he would sleep better, but there is no more space in my parent's house. We are about as spread out as we can be. Our stuff is everywhere. H. keeps asking about his stuff and his bed. He also keeps asking when we can go to our new state. I am running out of things to say and also running out of enthusiasm. We are heading to the beach this weekend which should help. I cannot wait to walk on the beach and listen to the waves at night. I think I need to tell the husband that we need to be stationed near the ocean.
Everyone is getting over a cold. We went to a kid's museum and a place called Monkey Joe's. I think we got the cold from being around all those other kids. Monkey Joe's is awesome, it has all kinds of jumping castles. The also have giant blow up slides. The boys love it. The first two times we went R. helped the kids and did some jumping and sliding. This last time I got in and went sliding. It was great. There is nothing as great as feeling like a kid again.

The longest Pcs

We are officially homeless. We are staying with my folks, waiting for housing. We are on the waiting list, waiting.
Our trip went better than I imagined. However the night before we were supposed to leave C. was sick. His cheeks were hot but he didn't have a fever. I thought he might be teething. At 2:30 am C. and I were in Walmart, because I saved out Tylenol, but no syringes. I tried to give him some medicine from a tea spoon, but you can imagine how well that worked. I got tylenol all over his pjs, but his change of clothes was in the van. So I put C. in one of S.'s t-shirts. I felt like a white trash mom in walmart in the middle of the night with my baby in a t-shirt and no socks. Then C. and I headed to the empty house. I was afraid that he would wake up the other kids. We slept on blankets on the floor. We still managed to clear our quarters and hit the road. The trip went well. We stayed in some really nice Residence Inns that were next door to Courtyard by Marriotts that had indoor pools. The boys loved swimming.
So, we are waiting to hear about our quarters. We don't have a new address yet, but I will email it out when we do!!!