Respected. Knowledgable. Partner.
It’s quiet on Leger Lane. Only adult things are filling up the space. Parenthood marathon on the tv and laundry in the washing machine. The lights are turned down and the Christmas tree is letting off a colorful array of twinkling. I spent almost two hours picking up, switching out decorations, and putting lights on the … Continue reading The gift of children
Lest you wonder what it’s like to live with boys. One is getting every item out and running around like a crazy preschooler. The other is throwing ornaments at the tree and taking the tops off the ornaments. Many things were broken and torn apart during Quinten’s 30 minutes of “helping.” chaos. at least 90% … Continue reading Christmas cheer
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
My poor second child only gets pictures posted on Facebook and Instagram. He doesn’t have a baby book and there is no documentation of his awesomeness. {Full disclosure: Maximus has a baby book, but nothing is in it.} 18 – 19 months seems to be his sweet spot. {Knock on wood and cross all the … Continue reading Quinten {18 months}: sweet and ornery in one
Summer is in full swing in Iowa. It’s hot and humid and I won’t complain even a little bit. I love it. All of it! Quinten has always been feisty. From not sleeping to pulling on the dog’s ears to biting. This weekend he added another element to his character. The Crazy Laugh. Enjoy. And … Continue reading The Crazy Laugh
Quinten can do everything Maximus can do. Just ask him. Doesn’t matter that he doesn’t talk much. He prefers to scream, yell, and grunt. In that order. His favorite activities are messing with the dog, driving things around, and doing what his brother does. He’s blurry in a lot … Continue reading Quinten lately
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
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