Our Way

Lately, we've been adapting to accommodate a very pregnant Mama (2.5 weeks to go!) and an increasingly independent and increasingly demanding almost three year old.  We have started doing things our own way.

When our guy Roger Federer made a very early exit from Wimbledon this year, we were reluctant to watch the rest of the field compete.  We ended up cheering for a guy named Tomas and a guy named David, but most importantly, we ate strawberries and cream our way.

High class "dip" of Shop Rite Lite Whipped Topping

But we loved it!

"Mama, let's say cheers with our strawberries. Cheers!"

And speaking of eating cream, Thomas still loves ice cream.  We do that our way too.  Usually ice cream is only consumed following a "good, good dinner" and occasionally a "good, good lunch," but every now and again there is a treat to be had while we're out and about.  Yesterday was one of those times.  Cut us some slack, dear reader.  I am seemingly always game for ice cream these days and Thomas may have a little pre-new baby nervousness that is manifesting as whining.   So we popped into Burger King at the West Point PX (50 cent cones!) and Thomas and I enjoyed a lunchtime treat.

Nearly two weeks ago, we made our last trip as a family of three.  We went to the 'burbs of Boston to Mama's friend Sean's wedding.  Thomas was dapper and danced his way with some of his favorite people.

All dressed up and ready for Sean's party!

Getting there on a bus with Caca

Dancing  his way (clapping) with Nana, our friend Baby Hunter and his mom

Sean, Caca and Mama (who pulled the pregnant card to avoid dancing)

Thomas recently broke me down and I bought him his own pair of scissors.  He loves to cut paper, and as it turns out, pajamas.  Despite my insistence that we only cut paper, Thomas cut his pjs one Saturday morning.  To follow through with the warnings I gave, sadly Mama "took those scissors and gave them to another kid to only cut paper."  Nearly breaks your heart to hear it said with such a sad (almost repenting) voice.  Lesson learned for Mama (no scissors unattended) and lesson for Thomas (we only cut paper).  Before the scissors were taken away, he cut paper things his way.

The Naked Cutter

We have been able to transition Thomas into a new room and a new big boy bed amazingly painlessly.  We discussed a big boy bed with him and discussed letting a new baby sleep in his crib.  Our way of tackling what could have turned territorial quickly was, dare I say, a success!  We are now into day 5 of the new bed and Thomas seems to enjoy this new bed, new covers, and new room. 

If as a family, we are going to pick our battles, then doing some things differently, our way, is a must.  Baby 2 is still enjoying his time in the womb.  Weighing in last week (almost week 37) at seven pounds and following suit, he'll make his appearance his way, when he's ready.  And we'll be ready to welcome "Baby Brudder" our way.