Just a Touch of Pink

We will be adding just a little pink to this household in November.

What did you say?

A little picture of brotherly love.


The boys make me laugh and make me pause with all the things they come up with. Just a little sampling of the things they say.


Nathan playing with a pretend Turkey. "We don't eat play turkey. We eat lunch turkey"
Sure kid. By his age I had seen and heard all about the turkey, chickens, rabbits, and cows we eat.

Adam with his speech therapist.
" Adam where is the block?" (as she places it next to his chair)
Adam replies with a smile in his eyes..."Right There"


Adam laying on my lap watching TV. I told him I was going to take a shower and did he want to sit with Dad? "NO, I wait right here for you" (and he did wait right there for me)

How to Wear Out Two Three-year-olds

Barefeet and Applesauce

We took the boys to the beach for the first barefooted run of the season, the boys like me and their Grandma Jane love being shoeless.   The water was cold, but the sand and the breeze was perfect.   I told the boys to put their arms around each other, and it looks more like a head lock.  Adam is looking at daddy taking a picture with his phone and Nathan is looking at me with my new camera.   So as Steve stated "More blog updates and less words to be expected"

Adam LOVED the slide.  

Nathan ran so hard his face turned bright red - another thing about the skin he inherited from his mommy, the good thing is that it also turns bright red with alcohol, so he won't be able to hide that from me...

Adam and Nathan helping me make applesauce just like Sid the Science Kid, they are good little cooks and will eat anything, especially if they helped make it.  

Saying I Love You

I read an article on how to deal with toddlers.  One very useful piece of advice that I took from this article is to listen to you kids and they do say "I love you."    The author stated that kids act out often when they are in a comfortable environment (like when they are home with momma).   Toddlers often test their boundaries  (meaning behaving like devils)  only with those they trust the most.

I then read an article on parenting.   Sometimes, it said, leaving your kids alone is the best parenting you can do.   Sometimes ignoring your kids a little and giving them room is the best way to love and nurture them.

Lets just say today that the boys and I both said "I love you"  A LOT today.

Trains, Police Cars, and Minivans.

The laughter somedays does not end.   Sometimes the laughter comes from pure joy.  Other days it comes from frustration.

Pure Joy.

Adam sitting at the kitchen table in just his underwear.   Adam farts.   Adam states "Choo Choo Trains coming out of my butt."

Frustration.

The three of us on our way home from a long day at daycare/work.    It is later than usual.    The boys are really hungry.  So am I.    To the drive thru we go.   Cheeseburgers all around.    Of course things are dropped milk is spilled.   Screams begin.  I am in the middle of a pounding headache.  I would like caffeine  injected into my veins.  

The screams and demands are not stopping.  If I was 3 I would be screaming too. Heck, I am 31 and I would like to lay on the floor and cry.   Well I do the ultimate parent thing.  I PULL OVER THE CAR. I am half way in the back seat.  This means my backseat is sticking up in the front seat.  

Then I notice As I am picking up milk lids and half eaten cheeseburgers, there is a police car approaching with lights on.   He pulls up next to me (and my big back side sticking in the air). "Is everything alright ma'am?  (now I feel old and embarrassed)

The boys were ecstatic.  " Police car!  Police car!   He's talking to mommy!"

"No, Officer, we are fine.  Just a three-year-old burger emergency"

"Okay, I was just checking"  He replied with a smile.  I think he was a dad by the understanding look in his eyes.

The rest of the ride home was nice.  The boys were happy with their cheeseburgers, and I think they think that officers are there to make sure that mommies get cheeseburgers for kids.  

Phobias

I must admit I do have a phobia.  I have a sameness phobia.  I am afraid of things not changing.  I am not unhappy at any given point, I just don't like being at the point very long.   I have not found the medical term for this but I did find one I wish I knew how to pronounce...


Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia- Fear of long words.