Tales of Baby McCabe: Cabin fever

It's been a cold, cabin-fever filled first couple of weeks of 2015! We have been stuck inside for most of it, a lot of days not even attempting to leave the house. This next weekend looks much better, so we'll have to get outside a lot.

Nolan has been having a tough time with his pent up energy. He's been pretty defiant and moody, and has been taking it out on poor Liam. I'm hoping this difficult phase passes soon, because it is not fun! We do see Nolan's sweet side still, cuddling when I read to him and giving William hugs and kisses.

We did have to stop the boys room sharing. It just wasn't working at this time. William is cutting his last molar, top eye teeth, and also possibly his bottom eye teeth. His sleep is unpredictable, sometimes sleeping through the night, sometimes not, and waking up earlier than his norm. It was greatly affecting poor Nolan's sleep. We might try again when all of William's teeth are in and he (hopefully) starts consistently sleeping well. So for now we are back to Nolan having his own room, William in our room, and Jason and I in the front room.

My birthday weekend was a good one. Jason and I went to eat at Bar la Grassa (phenomenal) and my parents babysat. The boys and a blast with them! William was tight with my dad, wanting him to hold him a lot. This made Nolan jealous, so he kept giving my mom shots with his medical kit. Haha. Then, when my dad was reading to Nolan, my mom washed her hands in the bathroom. Nolan heard the running water and asked my dad, "Is Mamie taking a shower?" Hahahaha! Yep, Nolan, she decided to quick hop in.

William has just been the sweetest boy lately, doing his happy dance and just showering us with kisses. It's adorable. He still isn't talking much at all, but he completely understands what we're saying. I'm hoping he'll start talking soon.

Nolan-isms:
-At Bdubbs to the waitress as we were ordering beverages: "I want chicken."

- on Christmas Nolan suddenly walked into the living room (which was full of people) naked from the waist down, still pointing his penis down, and proudly/matter of factly said, "Mommy, I pooped!" It was hilarious!

-Me: "Nolan, come cuddle with me/give me a kiss/hug."
Nolan: "Not now. In two days." Or "Maybe uh-morrow (tomorrow)."

-playing hide and seek:
Me: "...7, 8, 9, 10. Ready or not, here I come!"
Nolan: "I'm right here! I'm under the bed!" And then he shimmies his way out. That was easy!

I have a million videos to post, but they're not uploading onto YouTube right now. So for now, here are pictures.
Side note: it's sparkling grape juice in the last picture, not real champagne. :)