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

Dirt, trucks, and pretend

It took turning three to really get into trucks and dirt. Since his birthday, a switch got flipped and he’s 100% boy now. Dirt playing, rock hauling, vroom making, boy. It’s one of the cutest things I’ve seen him do lately. I still vividly remembering him trying to drive cars around when he was 9 months … Continue reading Dirt, trucks, and pretend

18-months of pure joy

In my house there is a special little boy who fills the silence. His feet can be heard through the house. Thud, thud, thud through the kitchen and halls. An endless chatter of indistinguishable words scattered about real ones. Climbing on couches easily but with a few miscalculated leg lifts that result in both feet … Continue reading 18-months of pure joy