Sarcasm....

I love teething.  It's probably one of my favorite things ever.  You know, like when your angelic ALWAYS happy baby turns into the whiny monster and cries all day unless he is asleep, except that is a rarity unless doped up on Tylenol? Or like when he is finally cutting a tooth-no wait two teeth at once!

It's almost as good as realizing that it's been almost 9 months.....maybe I should start trying to lose the rest of this baby weight......or go eat some chocolate instead.

I am such a whiner, WAH WAH WAH!  It must be rubbing off on me.

Oh the joys of motherhood-it's a good thing it's all worth it.

Mother of the Year??

Here was the plan, get some bubble bath and have fun.  So I bought some baby bubble bath, and filled up the tub.  The boys LOVE bath time.  And what goes better with bath time than bubbles......or so one would think.

It started out well enough, there was even some (gasp!) sharing going on.....

there were sweet bubble heads...

 

 even some afro bubbles...

 

when suddenly Reese started to throw up.  And proceeded to do so until midnight when there was nothing left to throw up.  Not only was it vomit, it was bubble vomit .  As in, he would open his mouth, a huge bubble would come out, then sudsy vomit (yes, like a cartoon).  Apparently, while chewing on the bath toys, he ingested a wee bit too much bubble bath water.  This little muffin was the saddest, and so was his Mama.

 

Moral of the story?  No more bubble baths for Reese-ever.......or at least until he stops chewing on bath toys.  You should probably postpone sending in my application for the award.....

More Snow!!

We had more snow.  While Reese was asleep, Abram and I went out to play.  I heard some honking from above and saw this

it made me laugh out loud, if I were the leader of the geese-I'd be watching my back if you know what I mean.

This is what your sweet son looks like after he forgives you for your poor aim when you accidentally pelted him in the face with a snowball (yes, it was an accident-and yes, I felt awful-even if it was kinda funny). 

YAY!

Just so you know, I have accepted the fact that just about every video I make will have some sort of laundry propoganda in the backround.  Other than the stoner face this video seems to stop on, it's the cutest trick he's been doing for a couple weeks now, but finally caught on video.

Somebody's Growing....

I forgot to post that someone was getting a little too big for this.......

In fact, you can see that his legs are bent and still hanging over (not to mention he is over the weight limit).......

SO we went out and got one of these.....

 

The funny thing is, I bought it for the comfy soft inner layer-however, due to his size-we had to take it out.

But as you can see, in his first "big car seat" ride, he didn't mind a bit.

I was worried that someone might be jealous that his little brother got a big "present" and he didn't.  But little did I know, I did have an even bigger present for him, a new clubhouse, which he made his Daddy get inside.  And Kris happily obliged.

Reese was even granted permission to enter.....

(yah, sorry about the undies-according to Abram, wearing "just legs" allows him to run "super fast")

Instead of trying it myself, I prefer to just trust him on that one.

Weekend Check List

1.  Go to the aquarium, check.
2. Abram has an accident in his carseat. check
3. Try to change Abram really quickly in the back of the car because it's FREEZING outside and pull off his shirt so fast that somehow he gets a strawberry under his eye. check.
4. Make sure to get annual passes so that he can not only look miserable because he wants to look at the fish instead of getting his picture I.D. made, but that he looks like you punched him in the face. Check, check.
5. Find what you think is a secluded spot to feed your baby baby-food, where you are sitting against the aquarium as he is in the stroller.  Make sure you time it perfectly with a dive show, so that while you are in mid-feed the crowd gathers around you and your baby because you are on display and annoying guests that they can't see the diver because you are sitting in front, facing them. Check, double check.
6. Try to play it off and go meet your husband and oldest son in the dark-making sure that you roll over many hands of people that are sitting in the floor for the show and bump people in the back with your big honkin' stroller all the while getting dirty looks as you very slowly due to the crowd volume, move in front of the dive show guide. Check, check, and check.
7. Tantrum before leaving. Check.
8. See your muffin nephew and hold him while he sleeps like a little angel. check.
9. Watch your son as you think he is going to lovingly stroke his new cousin's head, but insted gives him his first noogie (sp?). Check.
10. Make sure that someone poops in the bath, and find it AFTER their bath is done because your oldest picks it up and says, "Mommy what's that?" Check.
11. Convince your hubby to bleach the tub and toys.  Check, check.
12. Take your oldest to his first Sunday School Class, because he is officially a Sunbeam today, and not in nursery anymore. Check.
13. Try not to cry when he tells you he doesn't want to go. Check.
14. Go see old friends and have lots of fun. Check.
15. Make sure oldest has BIG tantrum when leaving. Check, double check.
16. Make sure "someone" poops AGAIN in the bath tub. Check.
17. Bleach AGAIN. Almost check......ugh.
18. Make sure that the oldest child runs to get something and slips on wet wood flooring and falls head first to ensure a goose egg on the forehead above the strawberry as stated above. Check, check, check.
19. Let child stay up an hour past his bed time to make sure nothing is wrong with his head, because he hit that hard, and you are that paranoid. Check.
20. Have oldest flip over you while you both are on the couch, making sure that his rock solid head hits your nose precisely on the bridge, and end up comforting him more than getting comforted yourself, because he is so upset he hurt you. Check, double check.
21. Dread making an appointment for the youngest with his never ending ear infection, because the doc may wonder what has been happening to the oldest. Check
22. Stay up too late to blog about it. Check.

Wiping the Water

We were all watching a movie tonight when Abram spontaneously decided to do a flip over me on the couch.  In doing so, his head hit my nose......hard. I grabbed my nose waiting for the blood to come (which never did) and started to cry.  It really hurt and your nose is one of those sensitive places anyways that just makes the tears come.  Abram immediately started crying and screaming too.  I thought he had hurt his head until he started saying really fast without stopping, "Mommy, I love you so much, don't cry Mommy, I love you so much," then he sat on my lap wiping my face.  "Mommy, I am wiping the water (tears)! There's no more water, stop cryng Mommy I love you so much! It's all better!"  It was the sweetest, most pitiful thing ever.  The worst part, other than the pain was that it touched me so much what he was saying that I couldn't stop crying.  My sweet little monster, I love him so much.