Conversations with a toddler

Maximus: Me want more honey. Bryan: You want more honey, huh? You’re going to have to get a bee hive. Maximus: A bee hive? Bryan: Yes, you need a bee hive. Maximus: Get a bee hive at the store. …… Wrigley burped after he finished eating. Maximus: Scuse you Wriggy. Scuse you. …… Out of … Continue reading Conversations with a toddler

How different brothers are

Having a second baby is a lot like riding a bike for us. Feed the baby, change the baby’s diaper, swaddle the baby, and wait to start the cycle all over again. That’s about the only thing that is the same. Quinten has made his differences known since day one. He came out with a … Continue reading How different brothers are

Adapting to the new normal

The Leger house has adapted pretty well to our new normal. I anticipate that our normal will be ever-changing, but we’re handling the newborn stage pretty well. As I told Bryan, the newborn phase should be pretty easy because we’ve done it before. I was a little nervous that Quinten would have a completely different … Continue reading Adapting to the new normal

Santa Baby

The baby could have cared less about Santa. He didn’t even wake up during the visit. At two weeks old he wasn’t even the youngest Santa visitor this year. {The youngest was only four days old.} The toddler was super excited to see Santa and didn’t want to wait our turn. {A whole five minutes.} … Continue reading Santa Baby

Conversations with a two-year old

Me to Quinten: you’ve got a big belly! Maximus: mine have a big belly! {Unzips pajamas to poke his belly.} Me to Maximus: you have a big, big belly too! Maximus: yesss Me to Bryan: look at his thighs, they are getting chunky! Maximus: mine chunky eyes! {Pulls sides of eyes to squint.} Mine eyes … Continue reading Conversations with a two-year old

Conversations at the breakfast table

Bryan: what should we do today? Nothing since we just had a blizzard? Me: if it was nicer out we could go see Santa. Maximus: mommy, Santa is right there on the couch. Me: yes, you’re right Maximus. The Santa pillow is on the couch. Bryan: well, I don’t think we need to fool him … Continue reading Conversations at the breakfast table