And then there was today

We are staying home most of the time during the beginning of Beck's potty-training.  I hate feeling cooped up, but it's going better than I expected, sanity-wise.  I had such high hopes for potty-training which are thus far unrealized, but I am staying positive and remaining calm.  I am making sure I exercise daily to keep the happy thoughts going!  Today I rode my bike at 10A, thinking it wasn't too hot yet.  I was so wrong!  There was a heat advisory today, and it was no joke.  I guess I am a little arrogant, being from Florida and all, thinking I can handle it.  I couldn't!  I almost didn't make it home.  I had to walk the bike the last part of my ride and keep taking breaks so I wouldn't collapse.  It was to the point where a lady driving by asked if I needed help.  Beck kept trying to talk to me, as usual, just asking a lot of questions about his surroundings and enjoying the sound of his own voice, and I told him I couldn't talk because Mommy was having a hard time.  After that, Ramsey was really diligent about keeping him quiet!  I made it home and had to lie down for 45 minutes.  

It was the worst feeling--while I was lying down I was hallucinating!

The day got better after that thank goodness. 

Here the kids are playing dress-up with friends.  Beck wanted to be a princess too, but settled for prince.  Later I heard him announcing, "I'm the king!"  Truer words have never been spoken.

Always dancing :)

Macaroni dinner for the kids at Noodles & Company.  We discussed manners a lot, since these little monkeys love to run everywhere they go and constantly climb all over stuff.  We had a lot of "please" and thank you" practice, as well as the "take smaller bites of food" lesson.

Love it!  Thanks for dinner!

Bella got a haircut today.  I also had to take her to the vet for a special visit just to get her dewclaws trimmed earlier in the week--I have to take her every 4 weeks for the next few months.  Luckily it is a very brief visit and she doesn't mind.  This dog is well-loved: the dog groomer goes nuts over her, and our vet is wonderful.  It took us a year to get the right fit, and voila, here we are!  Sounds crazy, but we had trouble with a previous groomer neglecting her dewclaws, and thus they got messed up, landing us in our current "visit the vet too much" mode.