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The yellow on his cheek is mustard from lunch, and the red stuff is blood from his bike accident over the weekend. Ya know, he's tough, scars and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;
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At 5 months old Zoey is...adorable. Chunkier than Gideon. Talkative and giggly. Her hair is always a mess. Her face is scratched to hell (her own fault). And she loves Gideon most I think. She is ALMOST sitting and a champ at rolling over and holding up her head. She's not crawling or teething yet, but both are probably pretty close. She is still surviving on breastmilk, because feeding her real food seems like a lot of work (and I don't think she's quite ready for it). She likes to hold hands. She grabs her feet whenever she can.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anywho, so because of this and other random reasons (including the price of private schools and the quality of some public schools), we have decided to home school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, yes, I know, we've somehow become hippies along the way. Exclusive breastfeeding, home made baby food, no gluten, cloth diapers, and now homeschooling! What can I say, we're only kind of crazy.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I found &lt;a href="http://www.greatschools.org/students/academic-skills/1207-kindergarten-benchmarks.gs"&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt; of what a kid should know by the time they are out of kindergarten. Gideon is currently almost 2.5 and can already do about half of those things. So we are starting school early for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm currently deep in research of the best curriculum for a kindergartner. I guess the plan is to get the curriculum and just start going through it and skip the parts that are too advanced until he's ready and then I'll be able to judge at what age he's ready to start and end kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;
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His favorite Care Bear is Grumpy Bear or "the blue bear".&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean there are worse things (Dora for one), but man, the boy loves Care Bears.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wakes up in the middle of the night and asks to watch "Bears".&lt;br /&gt;
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Eating lunch and asks to watch "Bears".&lt;br /&gt;
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Watching a different show and asks to watch "Bears".&lt;br /&gt;
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It is his first full on obsession.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure how to feel about it. I mean it's cute and I really like the way he says "Bears", it's kind of a "Bee-airs". I also loved Care Bears as a child.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I know Care Bears toys were in the stores awhile ago, but now I can't find anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of times Gideon says "no" - 100&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of diapers I change - 10+&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of times I have to say something to Gideon before he will even start to listen - 12&lt;br /&gt;
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Odds that Gideon will call me dad or sir instead of mom - 50/50&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of times I have to sing &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000572/"&gt;SJP's&lt;/a&gt; child luring song from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0107120/"&gt;Hocus Pocus&lt;/a&gt; to Zoey because it's the only song that calms her down, no matter how creepy it might be to everyone else in the house - 500 (it only has two lines)&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of ornaments I have finished for my swap - 1&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of ornaments I have to finish within the next 2 weeks - at least 10 (I should really work on finding more time in the day)&lt;br /&gt;
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Length of Zoey's longest sleeping stretch at night - Between 7 and 8 hours (now that I have said this it will promptly switch to 2 tonight I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;
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Length of Gideon's longest sleeping stretch at night - 4 hours? (He has been having so much trouble sleeping lately, I think he's just used to getting water at night, so I guess we're going to try some cry it out tonight and see what that does. But he wakes up crying, or rather cries in his sleep, several times a night and that's not working for anyone. If anyone has ideas or suggestions please send them my way!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Hours a day spent in my PJs - 24 (it's been one of those weeks)&lt;br /&gt;
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Dishes in the sink that need washing - 15&lt;br /&gt;
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Number of toys on the floor - 57 (no matter how many I pick up the number seems to stay the same)&lt;br /&gt;
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Times Gideon tries to feed his food to either Zoey or the cat - 3&lt;br /&gt;
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Times I called the eye doctor/dentist to make an appointment - 0&lt;br /&gt;
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Times I have to say out of your eye/ear/nose/mouth - 66&lt;br /&gt;
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Little Zoey, I mean Babe.&lt;/div&gt;
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He then started acting out little scenes with the Little People. He put the baby on the table and says "Down!" Then put the Daddy on the table and says, "Down, Dad!". Daddy ended up getting thrown across the room at one point and I think Sister ended up in a tragic boating accident, she had her life preserver on, but no one was going to save her. I'm not sure what that means for how he views the family!&lt;/div&gt;
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Gideon is two years old today. Here are some random facts about the best two year old around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;He loves his baby sister and tries his hardest to take care of her.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He doesn't listen. Sometimes we wonder if he's deaf, it's that level of not listening.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He is very smart, he knows all his letters, colors, animals, animal sounds, some letter sounds, and so much more!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He loves TV or "shows" and asks to watch them a lot.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He gently pats the spot next to him when he wants you to sit down with him.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Just within the past week or so he has really started talking a lot more and a lot more clearly. But he's still not the most eloquent toddler you'll meet.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He is a total boy. He is always picking up sticks or knocking things over or pretending to be a dinosaur while running around the house growling. We love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He's cute. I mean super cute. I mean we can't go anywhere without strangers telling us how cute he is. I can tell this will lead to trouble down the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He knows what he wants and won't take anything else. This will also lead to trouble I'm sure.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He's a lot of fun to play with. His imagination is just starting to take off, and you can really see that when you play cars with him and he will tell you one of the cars can fly and start laughing, etc. Really loving this age with him.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He still doesn't really play with his friends, but he loves playing near them and watching them play. This is especially true about older kids, he wants to be in there with them so bad, but just isn't big enough.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He likes to have his clothes on, if his shirt is riding up and his belly is showing it must be pulled down. Modesty is his policy apparently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He has just started to really enjoy taking a shower with dad instead of his usual bath. He's so grown up.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He is a dancing fool. So much rhythm and talent in that little white body.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;He is very lucky to have two such wonderful parents. ;)&lt;/li&gt;
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I'm still in shock that it has been a year since he turned one, because it doesn't seem it. But it does seem like he's a two year old in so many ways. I look forward to him being three and being even more human like. I'm sure this next year will go by even faster. Every year goes by faster than the one before it, that's what they say right? Must remember to take more and&amp;nbsp;better photos!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;"&gt;She is a handful. She cries a lot more than Gideon, but sleeps better than he did. She's doing good at night. Obviously enjoys eating based on her weight gain. Is a co-sleeping fiend. And looks adorable in the plethora of tiny outfits in her closet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;"&gt;I am not a fan of babies. I would like to have more kids, but would be ok with no more babies. Adam and I are just counting down to the 6 months mark. We have decided that's when kids start being fun and stop being tiny, crying meatballs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;"&gt;Gideon is adapting to big brotherhood as well as can be expected. He loves his little sister. He likes to hold her, tell her "It's ok!" when she cries, cheer her on at tummy time, and of course make sure her bouncy seats are always vibrating, playing music, or what have you when she's in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a really awesome delivery. Labor was not so awesome. But this time was much better than Gideon's. So much more relaxed, we got to hold her when she was still goopy, and Adam got to cut her cord.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gideon got to come meet his little sister at the hospital. He seemed really interested in her and even asked to hold her. That interest has since faded, and now he mostly ignores her, unless he's poking her body parts for us to identify (one of his favorite games).&lt;/div&gt;
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We are all doing good. I'm still in recovery mode, but functional. Adam is back at work today. Tomorrow Zoey will be 1 week old, and we are doing some photos. So stay tuned. I think she looks a lot Gideon did when he was a baby, not exactly the same, but very similar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Brittany is coming tomorrow! We are excited to have her come and I'm sure Gideon will love her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I feel like girls are harder to name than boys for some reason. I have a million (well not a million, but at least like 5 good boy names ready to go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Adam and I seem to have different taste in girl names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't want anything too boring or popular. Although I might have to let go of the popular thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Adam HATES a lot of the names that I LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It can't clash with Gideon or our last name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You have to take all the names that you can't even consider because of people you know/have known that have ruined those names forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then we are left with about 2% of all the baby girl names out there and out of those we have to find one that we not only agree on but that we can picture on our little girl and can imagine saying all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In conclusion, our child may not ever have a name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a pot roast for dinner. Not sure what the best part of making pot roast is, how easy it is? How delicious it is? How it makes my house smell? Knowing I have to do nothing to prepare for dinner come dinner time? Having leftovers? It's all wonderful. We should eat roast more often.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cuddle time with Gideon.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Spent a lot of time going through our finances and setting up a new budget and debt plan while reading my Dave Ramsey books. Changes need to be made!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Got Gideon to take a nap.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Blogged not once, but twice!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Worked on sewing some cloth wipes for a friend.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Vacuumed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Worked on the dishes, they really pile up after a long weekend of not doing them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Laundry, I am determined to stay on top of the laundry leading up to giving birth.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Emptied out all of Gideon's toy boxes and downsized from 3 boxes to 2 boxes. Putting the extra box of toys in the basement for now, and in 6 months or so we will bring it up and switch out some of his current toys for "new" toys. Makes it fun for him, and cuts down on the trillion toys laying around our house. This is especially necessary since I recently pulled out all the "baby" toys again. Note to self: Empty the toy boxes for cleaning every couple months, because there were way too many bugs (dead and alive) at the bottom of the boxes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X17fOXHJRoQ/ThNMfDY-aiI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9gM9zN1rsok/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X17fOXHJRoQ/ThNMfDY-aiI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9gM9zN1rsok/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There used to be 2 overflowing toy boxes where this 1 sits now, success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What to do with the rest of my day, I have done more today than I usually do all week. I should probably rest, but getting things done feels so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563241958972940342-5297851607021743584?l=avanmeter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We attempted to watch fireworks, but it rained and Gideon feel asleep before it got dark. I think if the weather had been nice and we kept him outside, Gideon could've powered through, but alas. So we will try again next year for Gideon to see his first fireworks. But we had some pizza and some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Naps are his nemesis most days, and he fights them as hard as any good superhero would an evil villain. So I lay him down and he hops out of bed, and within 15 minutes of complaining at the door he falls asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563241958972940342-5284835815810204035?l=avanmeter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack hospital bag for me and Gideon's bag for while we are in the hospital&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Deep clean the house, including getting these nasty carpets steam cleaned, hoping that will help a little&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Prepare and freeze several meals for post baby eating (I have never done this before, but it seems like a really good idea, so if you have any tips or recipes send them my way!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get cloth diapers for Chloe (pretty sure we going to be able to get most of these from a friend, so almost taken care of)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Finish making cloth wipes for Chloe&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Learn to love the name Chloe&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Plan Gideon's birthday party so it's all set to go come September&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Install carseat&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Clean out the car&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Make sure all the baby things (swing, bouncer, etc) are clean and ready to be used&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get fatter, not something I want to do, but it's going to happen&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Try not to melt in this ridiculous heat&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Attempt to do all this (and more I'm sure) while keeping an almost 2 year old entertained&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck. This list grows everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563241958972940342-1201205390990573780?l=avanmeter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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