It's a Boy!

Yesterday, Randy and I went to have our first ultrasound. Before it started, the doctor (who also just finished law school) said to Randy, "So, this is the year (that he'll graduate)." And I replied, "Yep, it's the year that we're gonna have a girl." But I really just wanted to see that the baby was healthy and growing. The baby was doing somersaults and moving all around. Luckily the doctor could take the measurements and see that it was a boy. The baby is measuring a little bigger, so maybe he could come early. We'll just have to wait and see. He reassured us that he would not let the baby be born during the Bar.

I let Will call Nana and tell her that we are going to have a little baby brother. I think it'll be good to have another boy. Mine are so fun and loving. I apparently got Randy excited about having a girl, so afterwards he said that we'll have to have another one. Which is saying a lot from Randy. He said that he wants a girl that can sing pretty. Learned something new from Randy. We are excited and prepared to have another boy. Don't need to worry about buying pink stuff this time around. :)

Adventurous Will?

So, Will's preschool teacher came out to the car when I was getting him last week. She told me that he is so good at trying new things. I figured that she meant a new game or activity. I thought that was very nice of her and cool that she'd come out and tell me that. Then, I said to her, "Yeah, but he's not very good at eating food." Then, she's like, "No, that's what I mean, he'll always try the snack. He'll take a little bite. Everyone at the table sees him as an example." I was shocked. This is the same kid that I can only get to eat like 5 different things at home? Kids are so different at home than school. The teacher said it was a me, and that I was doing a good job with him. I guess I should take whatever compliment that I can get.

Will loves to watch "Lightning McQueen." I like it when he impersonates the Sheriff and says, "Son, you're in a HEAT of trouble." It's supposed to be heap. But he insists that he says heat! He also thinks that the show on Disney is called "It's on the Sheep" rather than it's actual name "Shaun the Sheep." His little ears hear things different than mine, I guess.

Quirky Jack

Jack apparently has been watching me put on my eyeliner a little too often, because now when he opens a marker/pen, he lifts it right to his eye and starts rubbing it around. Kind of cute, but pretty messy. Not sure how I'm gonna break him of that habit. He is so stubborn sometimes!

When I give something to Jack or do something, I'll sometimes say, "TaDa!" He'll reply with his version..."Ta....Da!" Really cute.

Will looking like Jack

We have family pictures hanging next to our table in our kitchen. They were from last fall when Jack was only a couple of months old. There's one picture with just the two boys and Jack is under Will lifting up his head and making a weird face with his mouth open. So, the other day Will was talking about those pictures and said that Jack wasn't very happy and his face was like this (then he did his version of Jack's face, mouth opened and all). It was hilarious and actually looked a lot like Jack. Funny boys.

Jack, Nana & Daddy-daddy

So, when Randy and I went to Hawaii, my parents came and helped take care of Jack and Will. Jack became very attached to his Grandadday (aka daddy-daddy). He was so happy to see him at Thanksgiving and Christmas. I'd say, "Are you excited to see Nana?" and he'd say, with a twinkle in his eyes, "Daddy-daddy!"

The other day we were playing in the backyard on the kids new playhouse and one of the neighbors started up a weedwacker. Right away Jack perked up, pointed and said, "Daddy-daddy!" He sure knows his grandaddy. Grandaddy is always working on the lawn or using some noisy tool.

Then, on Wednesday, we were in the front yard and our next door neighbor was mowing her lawn. Apparently Jack thought that she looked like Nana. So, he pointed and started yelling, "Nana Nana!" Poor boy, he misses them, I guess.

BYU at Tulane

We went with the Grimm's to New Orleans last week for the BYU football game. All of us went in their minivan. 4 adults and 4 kids. We survived the car ride, which is saying something. It's a 5 1/2 hour drive from Houston.

It was nice to stay at the Intercontinental New Orleans. (Thanks Hotwire) Will and Jack loved the hotel room. Of course Jack wasn't so fond of it during the sleeping hours. We walked around the town on Saturday morning. It's such a neat town. I love the beignets. They are so yummy! Then we took the trolley to the Tailgate Party. That was the low part of the trip. It was raining. And raining and tailgates just don't work together. The kids loved the trolley, though.

The football game was about what we expected. We blew out Tulane. It was nice to have an up close and personal game. The Superdome was practically empty. It was raining really hard after the game was over. We had to walk like a mile or two in it to get back to our hotel. Will kept stating the obvious (like 15 times), "Mommy, it's raining" "Mommy, I'm getting all wet!" I had Jack in the baby carrier, so I got the umbrella. That was nice. Will and Randy had a lot of fun walking in the rain. It was a fun and quick trip.

BYU vs. OU

Randy and I went to the Inaugural College Football Game at the new Cowboys Stadium in Arlington, TX. The whole time I was getting ready to go, I just kept thinking, "Don't let it be like TCU last year." We got blown out so bad at that game. I wanted our team to "show up" and play well. I figured we'd probably lose, but I wanted to at least look good.

As we were walking towards this massive stadium, all you could see was a sea of red with occasional dots of blue. We had one OU fan say, "Good luck" as we walked past. Seemed like he wanted to add "cause you're gonna need it." We felt like that was probably true.

The BYU fans, who weren't few, but totally outnumbered, were so pumped up. Like an hour before the game started we were already yelling and cheering a lot. Then, the game started and we continued to do a lot of cheering. It was so awesome. We didn't let them even have a first down.

At the end when we were about to win, I was like in total shock. I was thinking, "We could still lose, right?" "OU has time to still score." But they didn't! We won. When I look at the highlights of the game, they show Max Hall and you can see the shock in his face. That's exactly how I felt. But it was an awesome feeling! I was so tired at the end of the game. It was like 4 hours of constant cheering.

I'm so glad that I can say that I was at that game!

One Long Night

So, a couple Saturdays ago I was thinking, "Saturday's are so nice." Randy and I watched a movie and went to bed. I thought it was a little weird when I went in to help Jack and he burped. Typical night...until...1:00 Will comes in our room and is whining. I thought he woke up from a bad dream or something, so I lift him up into our bed. Then, I smelled him. He'd thrown up. So, Randy went to his bedroom to check out this situation. I walked in a little while later and saw the huge mess. It smelled really bad (obviously) and I told Randy that. Apparently that was enough to kick Randy's poor gag reflexes in. He went to the bathroom and started throwing up. Then, I heard Jack crying in his crib. I figured we were making too much noise and we just woke him up. I kind of ignored him for a little bit while I helped Will change clothes. I finally got around to helping Jack. I go in there and he's been throwing up and continues to throw up as I take him out. I am wide awake at this point. Jack only threw up once more that night and he was fine after that. Poor Will didn't share the same fate. He couldn't hold anything day for the next day and a half. I did A LOT of laundry in the course of a couple of days. Luckily it was a Sunday that he was sick and I had Randy here to help me out.

I got that stomach bug two days later. Mine was like Jack's, though, and only lasted a little while. Randy got it a week later. His was really bad, like Will's. I hope that I don't have to deal with that much illness, all at once, for a long time.

July in the Macchi Home

Future Career?

Will Jack be a garabage man, a hairdresser, or a plumber???

Where is Jack's Binkie?

We've had some issues lately in finding Jack's pacifiers. At one point we only had 2 and it was easy to not be able to find any. It was actually an opportunity for Will and I to exercise our faith and pray to find them. That was good. But sometimes I'd just like to have it available, so he can take a nap or whatever. So, I bought some extras so that we have a greater probability of finding one. Anyway, the reason it is so difficult to find them is because of Jack Attack. He likes to drop his binkie next to Will's bed and the wall and see if he can retrieve it...which he never can. Also, he likes to put it in places like trash cans and dirty clothes baskets. Makes sense, doesn't it?

Of course not

Lately Will has used a new phrase. I'll ask him something like, "Did you eat all of your sandwich?" and his reply is "Of course not." It's just really funny. Not sure where he picked up the phrase, probably from Randy and me. Funny kid. He also likes to put on his dad's socks. Here he is showing off his hard work of putting on this sock.

By the way, Will is doing great with his potty training. He has only had a few accidents. I'm so proud of him!

Hopefully I Don't Ginx It

I think Will is on a successful course to being potty trained. He has had 3 straight days of wearing underwear and having no accidents. Well, he had one, but that was because I forgot to set the timer to remind him to go. Other than that, he's doing great. Even at church he was wearing a diaper cause he's not that good yet, and he asked to use the potty. He went twice at church and didn't go in his diaper. But hopefully I don't ginx it by publishing this post.

It's Official...He's Walking

Jack is a walker now. He is doing a great job at it. He's so cute. It's so funny to see this little thing just walking around with his arms in the air. I'm so proud of him!

Mommy Made A Mess on Herpose

Today I was cleaning out Will's closet where he has all of his toys. I was having to make a mess in order to organize and clean it all up. He told me that I was making a mess on "herpose." Apparently that's the proper way to say purpose. I thought that was cute.

Jack's ONE!!!

Happy Birthday to our Jack Attack!

I can't believe it. He has grown up so fast. It's totally bittersweet. He is walking a lot more now. He can take up to 10 steps. He's getting good at checking himself, rather than just falling down. We will clap when he's done walking, and he can clap now, too. He can also wave. He waves bye bye to Dad as he leaves for work. Sometimes he'll wave later if we're by the front window.

We had our first experience of taking a child to the emergency room. Of course it was Jack Attack that caused us to go. His name used to be just a cute pet name, but now it's reality. Anyway, he was pushing a chair around in the kitchen and walking with it. The chair got stuck in the grout between the tiles and he fell down and the chair fell on him. It cut open his mouth (of course where he was also cutting a new tooth). They couldn't do anything for him and he seemed to heal pretty fast.

I have a video I did of him this morning. I only had 8 seconds of memory left on my camera, and he totally did what I wanted him to do in that time period. I like how he closes his eyes and also laughs in the middle. Enjoy!

Itchy Chips and Scary Cheese Girls

Will has had some interesting events occur with food lately. I gave him some spicy Doritos rather than the regular nacho cheese kind. He told me that those chips make him all itchy. I think that's a cute way to describe how something is spicy to him.

Another time we gave him some string cheese. We told him he needed to eat it all gone before he could have his Lucky Charms (he earns those after he uses the potty...although he only eats the marshmallows and not the "oats"). Anyway, he was putting too many pieces of string cheese in his mouth at once and started to gag. He pulled it out, and after thinking about it for a couple seconds, he looked at Randy and me and said, "That piece was angry." I guess he thought the cheese, rather than his gag reflex made that sound.

Here's the traumatic food story. I went to see the Veggie Tales, Pirates Who Don't Do Anything movie with Will at the "red and brown movie theater, with the lights in the floor." Also known as Cinemark. One of the characters just wanted to be lazy and eat these cheese puffs that he found. They called them Cheese Curls in the movie. Then, these cheese curls turned out to be scary little monsters who were trying to eat that lazy guy. They were hopping around trying to run after this guy. They had these big scary teeth and there were tons of them. Will was just scared to death of these things. Mind you, this is a "G" rated movie. He kept telling me, "I just wanna leave now." After we got home and into the next day, he would randomly remember these scary "Cheese Girls" and start tearing up. Poor Will.

One more cute, but not food related story, is that when I tuck Will in his bed at night, as I'm closing the door I'll say I love you. One time I forgot, and he said, "Love you, Mom" after I closed the door. Sure do love him!

A Day in the Life of Jack and Will

Jack wants anyone's food that he can get a hold of. Sometimes he has to work really hard for it. Here's him in pursuit of Will's breakfast. Just so you know, I just took him out of his high chair after he finished his own breakfast. So, it's not like he's starving. Enjoy the video.

Screaming Like the Hairdryer

Randy noticed (I didn't because I can't hear) that when I turn on my hair dryer, that Jack imitates the sound of the dryer. He yells and screams. I think he's so excited that he can sound just like it. Now he even anticipates the sound and does it while I'm plugging it in.

Dad and Bob

Jack can now say Da da da da da and Bob bob bob bob bob. He's actually said Ma ma ma ma ma. But normally I'm bob bob bob. He's so cute!

He can wave. I didn't really teach him that (second children just don't get that kind of teaching as much) but he started doing it. He can wave and say bye bye bye bye da da da da da da.