6 month comparison

and yes.. it is a month late.
and yes.. I haven't blog in a while.
and yes.. I am a slacker.
I promise to do more.

enjoy the 6 month comparisons of the boys until my next post.

Love you all.

Corgan

 

Dylan

 

Gavin

 

4 month comparison

 

 

 

Third wheel

Here is the problem with having kids so close together.... One gets too close emotionally with the other without a return in favor.

Let me explain...
Dylan adores Gavin. He thinks Gavin is the bees knees and can do no wrong. Gavin is his superhero and he could not idolize him more.
Gavin... Well he loves Dylan' but with one year of preschool and socializing with other kids under his belt... Well, he doesn't feel as attached to Dylan as Dylan is to Gavin.
Gavin has always been more independent. Dylan has always been more dependent... Especially on Gavin's company.
D is always begging for G to come along where G is always telling D he can't come.
It's hard to watch.
What's harder? Watching it on the playground when G finds himself a little girl that quickly gets coined as his "girlfriend" and they are both ignoring a trailing Dylan.
Too bad i wasn't there to actually see it.
Yet my lovely husband caught it on video for me to witness.

Gavin-isms

Mom, if a bad guy is choking me, you got to cut dem wit scissors!

D, when i was your old, i told dad "no! No! No!"

Poop was hurting my belly... And hurt come down to my leg right here and it hurted and you have to carry me to bed.

I did that this last morning.

MOM!! Hair is getting under my armpit!

When I get big like chu, i will touch that.

D, you are too little strong to choke bad guys.

D, talk to the hand!!

Mom... I am pretty cool.



Gavin... I would say you are very cool!

To my boys

There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

-The Beatles
"In My Life"

The Newest Super Soaker... and its free

At least it was for me!!!

How cool right?
Just wait...

So, Cor was working up a poop and I waiting until he relaxed enough that I thought he was done with the whole process.
I got a new diaper and sat in the floor in front of his playmat where he was playing spread eagle...

Very mundane process really... wipes, check... diaper, check.

So I undid the diaper and slid the top under his butt and got the dingy and everything clean, slid the new diaper under the old and grabbed both feed to lift the butt, clean and remove old...

THAT WAS THE INTENTION.

what happened was I lifted his legs, made one swipe of the butt and WHAM...

That child let out the loudest, strongest, WETTEST fart in known history.

*Can't be that bad Casey.*

YOU WOULD BE WRONG.

He sprayed poop everywhere... on the hardwood, himself, my pants (with holes), my arms, my shirt and MY FREAKIN' FACE.

Thank God I didn't have my mouth open.
I think....

When it happened I dropped his legs and screamed like the girl I embraced myself to be in that moment and sat there in shock... just shocked....

No one heard my screams.

Except Cor and I got the first official laugh out of him.

As I sat thinking "how in the hell did that just happen"... I felt the poop start working its way through the holes in my jeans and that woke me out of my shocked state.

I jumped up to walk across the poop covered floor to grab another diaper when it actually dawned on me that 1) I was barefooted and 2) there was poop working its way all the way down my leg.

THAT is when I stripped.

Then I wiped the floor with baby wipes and started a pile of "pooped on stuff" that I was planning on just burning.

I wiped down the baby who is amazing happy... got his naked butt of the poop mat and proceed to change him officially when BOOM.

*no.. not kidding*

He peed a river.
It hit my hair.

I cleaned him off of pee once again and finally got a clean diapered, happy baby.

I, in my still naked, peed on state, picked up the poop pile, threw it in the washer...
then I picked up annoyingly happy baby, walked straight into J's office, handed him baby and got a shower with a trusty bottle of antibacterial dial hand soap.

I think J is still laughing.

3 month comparison

Corgan

 

Gavin

 

Dylan

 

Pre - editted pics Cor 3 months, D and G half year.

 

 

 

 

Summer Injury 2010 #7

Injury of the Unknown

We just don't know how he did it. We are guessing... J was watching TV, Gavin and I was bathing Corgan. Gavin and I heard a scream and thought nothing of it... lets be honest, you can't tell the difference in Dylan's "i hate being in trouble and I am frustrated" scream, or "I didn't get what I want" scream, versus his "my head is being ripped off by a man eating dinosaur" scream.
He has one scream and cry... it is loud and takes his breath away....

We assumed, being Dylan and close to bedtime time, he was just in trouble. Until J walked in the bathroom and I saw the blood.

J didn't know what had happened... he just knew Dylan was going upstairs then he heard a thud and boom.. blood.

I looked later and there is a stop on the wall where the paint is cracked and the sheet rock is pushed in real good... I am assuming he fell, hit the wall and hit it hard enough to basically explode the skin where he hit... because the cut was jagged, and there was a very good size know with it.

We shaved it and cleaned it up... this one we were not sure if he would need stitches or not, so we took him to the ER anyways.... no stitches... they said unless it is a cm (a quarter of an inch) they won't stitch... that sounds wide to me...but whatever.

And yes, the ER did question J about the almost identical spot on the other side of his head.
And yes, J was worried about CPS




And yes, I think he will have a mohawk on his first day of preschool.

Dylan is curiosity... I am the cat...

the "I wonder what would happen" attitude boys have is killing me.

 

 

Summer Injury #6

Summer Injury #6: Pretty Bird..

D is a kid that gets distracted very very easily....
Lets not go into the medications the doctors will try to put him on when he hits school because lets be honest... he is my total ADHD kid.

He was playing and running with G and being distracted, didn't realize the window sill had jumped out right in front of him.

We had ER nurse Uncle Berek look at it and he said it looked like they would prolly just put glue on it... so no stitches, thank goodness, but ugh.. another shaved hole in his hair...

 

G's preschool last year

When the school year was over, they gave parents a CD of pictures of their child of various things throughout the year... as this new school year was approaching, I got reminescent and decided to post this...

 

 

 

 

I refuse

to play pretend with my eldest... never again... well, for now anyways...

1st instance of him making me feel like a complete and total idiot...

He had gotten out his doctor kit and started checking me up and down.. he looked in my ears "wow mom.. it's dark in there", "wow mom, it's dark in your mouth too!" "Uh oh, it's dark in your nose too!"

"OH NO DOCTOR... what do you think is the matter?"

"I need a light mom!?"
*all included with the look of 'you are totally stupid and I am stupider for being around you'.

Fast forward to this weekend.. we are all over at Ka-Ka and Pops celebrating J being old and officially sterile and G starts up explaining his superhero powers..
"I have a super long sharp tongue and it goes out like this 'pssst' and I can make wind like this and go like this and my butt does this whatever thingy.." well.. you get the picture and everyone was all intrigued and he was really putting on a show and asking questions until I asked "what is your name superhero?"

"Gavin"
*again with this same look of 'please don't tell anyone you are my mom because you are dumb'...

 

IPad....

I am totally writing this from my new iPad right now....

I would feel like a total rockstar right now if I wasn't pumping at the same time.

trip planned

We are finally planning another trip to Memphis... it will be the weekend before what would have been Mercy and Grace's 6th birthdays. Wow. Seems like just yesterday.. not 6 years ago. Me and J would normally make a trip to the cemetery, but because of the boys curious nature.. I don't think that will happen... they just wouldn't understand... granted, I hate to think of not visiting my baby girls until they could understand.
It's weird too because G and D have been talking alot about when Corgan gets older we need "twins girl babies".
Um.. no... appointment to get that fixed has been set.

We have never talked about the girls in front of the boys really... nothing for them to pick up on... and have never mentioned the fact that they have older sisters or anything like that... it is just weird... One day, we they can grasp the meaning of life and death and all of that, they will know, but not before then... until then.. they need to just stop asking because this is one thing they won't get.
and just enjoy Corgan as a little dude...
I sure do.

Just because a comparison is fun

Gavin at 2 months

 

Corgan at 2 months

 

Dylan at 2 months.

 

Corgan is 2 months!!

And in black and white...

 

 

 

 

At his appointment he was 9 lbs, 7oz and 21.75 inches long. Doc was not happy with his weight gain, so we are going back in about 4 weeks for a weight check.
He was a trooper at his shots too. Bled like a stuck pig, but once he was done with telling me how amazingly pissed off it made him... he slept for most the day... and went to bed at 5pm and didn't rise until 6am. He was a worn out little booger head.

I am having an affair.

Don't judge.. just hear me out.

J knows about it. I have talked in depth with him about my feelings for a while... I have denied my feelings for months. Just now, it is officially a part of our lives.

I can't say J is happy about my small love affair but we will work through. He just can't deny that he knows I am in love, eventhough I am completely infatuated with him too... nothing can compare to how I feel for J... but for right now... he is willing to share.







It is just too beautiful not to be in love with....

My Eclipse review

Ok... a few things bugged me about the movie...

1) out of order - enough said.
2) Mush - all the major points of the book were mush together and tied together to make a movie... making the movie seem a bit rushed.
3) I HATE Bryce Dallas Howard as Victoria... just saying.
4) Bella's wig. I just wanted to pluck it off her head the whole movie... damn Runaways movie.

If you can get past that... the movie is EPIC. I was unsure about it after the 1st viewing.. But once I relaxed and watched it a second time and got past those points above.. I loved it.

Now, I have always been Team Edward... but I might be changing teams...

Story by Corgan

I love my Bumbo


HEY.. where did you come from.

Dang.. ya'll are comin' at me from all angles...


Seriously, someone call and take these kids away.. sheesh.