Quinten {18 months}: sweet and ornery in one

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

Two boys with very different personalities

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

Preparing for 2014

I’m taking a break from the household duties to sit on the couch and watch Days of Our Lives. The dryer is touching up some clothes from last night, hopefully getting the wrinkles out so I don’t have more work to do. The washer and dish washer are going and there are pots drying on … Continue reading Preparing for 2014

“Santa doesn’t want us to make a big mess, just a little mess.”

Christmas was lots of fun this year. Maximus was really into it, especially the presents. They got to see Santa twice! Did you know that Santa lives at their daycare? Well, he does. Just ask Maximus. It took a while to convince Maximus that Santa would also be at the mall so we could go see him … Continue reading “Santa doesn’t want us to make a big mess, just a little mess.”

Maximus vs. the pool

Maximus is two weeks into a parent tot swim class. {Cute play on words, huh?} The age range for the class is six months to three years. If it didn’t cost double, I’d put Quinten in it too. But, it does, so he’s going to have to be satisfied with the bath tub. (And he … Continue reading Maximus vs. the pool

Lock up your daughters!

We’re having another boy!!    Our dreams may have been wrong, but our hearts are happy. I woke up this morning feeling very guilty if I was going to give my two-year old a little sister for Christmas. It felt wrong. Now I know why it felt wrong! We couldn’t be more excited about Maximus … Continue reading Lock up your daughters!