Conversations...

Mommy: What should we do this afternoon?
CR: I don't know, go downstairs or somethiiiing...maybe paint, yeah, lets paint!
Mommy: Where do you want to paint?
CR: I don't know, on my diesel, yeah, on my diesel!!
Not a first choice for artists, but a huge hit on the Island of Sodor...

After changing Baby C's diaper and applying diaper rash cream to her backside, I remarked to CR that her bum hurts (note to self: cut back on feeding her lentils and split peas).
CR: Maybe you shouldn't take her temperature then.
After a long, long string of ear infections as a wee-one, CR endured way too many thermometer sessions. Knock on wood, we haven't had to take his temp for a long time...this is going to sound wrong, but the next time we have to and ask him to lift his tongue rather than drop his drawers, I hope he is relieved rather than disappointed...

This is why you decide to become a parent...

The giant to CR's right is five months older than our wee-man...and has about 20 lbs on our guy

No more finding baby in the same place we left her...

She's on the move...of course it took us watching her crawl her way to the bathroom three times before we actually grabbed a video camera to record her milestone in the making, hence her tired-out pauses...the girl can really move at 6 1/2 months...oye, things are about to change for us...

So Thankful...

Happy Halloween!

Fireman!

Blurry Cow

Life

Since I am a slacker...

I am still in the vortex that prevents me from posting...exhausted? Yes. Strapped for time? Yes. Still trying to sort out my routine with the non-profit work, coaching, mommying, being a wife, and managing all the day-to-day monotony (shopping, drycleaning, laundry, meal planning, kid managing, etc, etc...you know the drill), I thought I would post some pics of the little ones. They are, well, so. much. fun.

So in love...

What are the chances?

It's been one month since my last post. Sad, because within this past month, so many note-worthy things have happened, and I am just now returning to my happy little outlet.

So B is away on his annual golf outing - something I wholeheartedly support and am proud that he is involved in. The irony? We both stick pretty close to home on average, but on this trip, Baby C has managed to come down with a nasty case of cough and nasal drip...she just woke up at 9:30pm not so happy, I just returned her to her crib, and needless to say, she is not the smily little bundle that she usually is. On that note, hopefully CR's cold won't progress any further [aka the germ manifester]. Should be a long night...

I am sure she will be just fine, and B, I hope you have an amazing tournament. When you get back, I am sure I will need some shut-eye.