Respected. Knowledgable. Partner.
Maximus
It didn’t happen how I expected it to. And Quinten won’t realize it until much later in his life. Maximus: “Mommy, does Quinten have a baby in his tummy?” Me: “No, he doesn’t have a baby in his tummy.” Maximus: “Then why is his tummy so big?!” Me: “Because he just ate …” … Continue reading The name calling begins
There are a lot of funny conversations at our house. Unfortunately, a lot of them are forgotten. However, here’s one that I couldn’t forget! Maximus: “Mommy, when are we going to have a baby?” Me: “A what?!” Maximus: “When are we going to have another Quinten. We need another one.” Me: “HA! I don’t think we … Continue reading From his mouth to my ears
I can’t write things down quick enough these days. A little boy on the verge of turning four and a baby on the brink of 18-month do-it-myself-ness. That’s a lot of new things each day. Things that make us laugh, shake our head, or sigh in exasperation. They are each going to push us in … Continue reading Two boys with very different personalities
Saturday marked the first sleepover for Maximus! It was completely spontaneous and we were all unprepared. He didn’t want to come home with me from my parent’s house. We had no pajamas, no special blanket with a special tag, and no pull-up. He didn’t care about any of that. My mom found some pajamas and … Continue reading His first sleepover…kinda
We’re doing everything we can around here to keep busy. Usually that means toys everywhere. They creep from their spots in other parts of the house and all end up in my living room and kitchen. We’re doing pretty good at not losing things. Somehow. However, we only have one child who looks for specific things. … Continue reading My little hockey boys
During the winter that doesn’t end and the snow that won’t quit falling, Quinten finally had his first snow experience. He doesn’t have snow pants {because Maximus is still wearing his 18mon ones. And no they don’t actually fit him. Mom fail!}, but he does have a winter coat. Of course he didn’t have his coat … Continue reading Snow much fun
Quinten was purposely left off the swimming class list. If I’m paying for kids to be in swimming lessons, the baby can wait. I suspected that he would love it since he loves the bath tub, but he’s going to have to wait until his time. We went to a pool birthday party this weekend. … Continue reading Part fish, part baby
I had Maximus help me wrap Christmas presents this year. It was wonderful and exhausting at the same time. He figured out the process really quickly, but wasn’t always quick about applying tape. I enjoy wrapping presents and it was fun to have him involved. We talked about who the presents were for and what … Continue reading That time my three-year-old gave away the secret(s)
One night last week I had one of those out-of-body experiences. Nothing crazy or anything. I was sitting in the living room playing with the boys. They were bouncing all over the place and for a few minutes I felt like I was looking in on them from somewhere else. I can’t call Maximus a … Continue reading I don’t always notice, but they are growing up fast
Last week I realized that I hadn’t seen Maximus suck his thumb recently. I watched him for a day or so and noticed that he watched cartoons and went to bed without doing it. He’s been sucking his thumb since he was three months old, so it’s one of those things that you see but … Continue reading Away with the thumb sucking!