RAN-DOM!!!

D goes into the bathroom... looks around... pees then he yells out...
"GAVIN... I NEED A STEP STOOL!!"
"Ok, D"
*D immediately grabs the step stool that is by the sink and runs it back to the kitchen and then sprints back to the bathroom*
"GAV... STEP STOOL.. I NEED IT."
*Gavin looks at me in total bewilderment and reluctantly grabs the step stool and takes it back to the bathroom.
"THANKS GAVIN"
*D washes his hands*
"GAVIN, I NEED A NACKIN'"

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G: "chugga chugga chew gotta get bamboo, chugga chugga chew gotta get bamboo, chugga chew chew got... wait, I did it wrong."

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The boys have found a new show on Nickelodeon that they LOVE. Team Umizoomi.
I love it. Millie, Geo and Bot have mighty math powers and they work with numbers, building with shapes and patterns all while helping out the kids of UmiCity.
I think it is a great show.

Yet... I have the stupid song stuck in my head.

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We have been jigsaw puzzle freaks in this house the past few days... that is all the boys want to do.
G is great at them... his attention span can keep him at that table for up to 2 hours at a time.
D... he is good, but would be better if his stomach didn't have a intimate connection with the kitchen table.

The other day, they were both working and Dad was helping D... D was working a 24 piece and G was working a 60 piece. D finished it and tore it up to start working it again, then G finished his and starts jumping up and down "I beat you D!!! D, hey, I beat you! haha I beat you D... hey.. D.. look!! I beat you!"
D looked, ignored.
G "haha, I beat you"
D... "so what?"
G *crickets* - poor thing just doesn't understand why that was NOT a big deal.

and I wonder why J eyed me and giggled and pointed and mouthed "thats your son you know"...

I casually responded with "he is more like me J!!! J, hey, he is more like me!! haha He is more like me J... hey.. J.. look!! He is more like me!"

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Where's the babe-eeeeee

Every morning when the two old ones get out of bed, they ask for 2 people... daddy and da' babe-eeeeee

Every morning, da' babe-eeeee is waiting to see them. He is annoyingly chipper starting in the early morning and doesn't go back to sleep until he gets his full dose of older brother's playtime.

 

 

 

 

They insist he needs lots of toys to play with and insist I take their pictures with him....

Its better than coffee really..

Difficult

I have never in my life had such difficulty getting pictures done of one child.

Corgan.

I have been trying for 2 weeks to get his 1 month pictures.

He is being hard headed and pictures are coming out crappy... I guess I am just going to use some randoms I have taken when updating his baby book....

Here are some of my throw aways before I have to go through and edit them to make them look halfway decent.

Oh and I got a smile pic!! But it is the blurriest pic I have ever taken in my life!!!

enjoy.

it's a... RANDOM

I know how much you miss me being random.. so here is something for you!

G: I wanna play superhero chutes and ladders.
J: Ok, let's play.
G: NO. By.my.self.
J: You don't want me to play?
G: No. I wanna win. By.my.self.

*I know NO idea where he gets that competitive nature.

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So we were totally sitting in class in church and I just got finished feeding Corgan when he started filling his diaper.. at first it was fine... normal.

Then it became very abnormal... very quick.
A 30 second long fart that was so powerful that my hand on his back was being bubbled up due to the air and poop coming out the top of his diaper and gradually turning his clothes various shades of "ugh" by the second.

It took me a while to get up to change him.. I was laughing too hard.... and he smiled the whole time.

Only in church.. and only my kid.

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J: forget this push mowing the yard crap... I think we need to go get that riding lawn mower NOW.
Me: Why?
J: too hot to be spending all weekend mowing this yard!!
Me: I will be released to exercise on Friday... then I will start mowing it again like I did before delivery.. at 39 weeks pregnant! Big baby.. its not a big deal!
J: it wasn't 100 degrees!
Me: no.. just 90!
J: Well, if you think we ought to wait....

hummmm.

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D: Mommy... I want...???
Me: What baby.. what do you want?
D: I want...???
Me: What?
D: I dunno?
Me: well, let me know when you know.
D: But mommy!
Me: Yes baby?
D: I want....???
Me: what baby?
D: I want....??
Me: NOTHING.. D. YOU WANT NOTHING.!
*looked at me kinda funny for a minute...
D: Mommy?
Me: Yes baby?
D: I want...??

*This is a daily occurrence...

Fat lip

see that pretty boy???

He came to me yesterday with a fat and bloody lip...

at the gentle *eyeroll* hand/fist of his big brother.

the fighting is getting old...

2 things of note...

1st:

I put a site counter on this blog 3 days ago... I have had 54 visitors and not 1 comment... show the love peps.

2nd:

Corgan had his 1 month check today...

8lbs, 7oz, 20.75 inches long.
He has surpassed Gavin's 3 month sizes and D's 2 month sizes.
That hilarious... especially considering he weighted LESS than D at birth. ha

But he is perfect... just another 4 weeks and he gets the dreaded shots... lets hope it goes by real slow.

Who's who

I keep getting the question... "who does Corgan most look like?"
Well.. I have been saying a mixture of all his siblings...
I can't compare Mercy and Grace with him, but the chin.. that is Grace.. the feet and green bean toes... that's Mercy...
Now... compare the other two..

GAVIN

 

DYLAN

 

CORGAN

 

He's my perfect mix.