Crash

Little Man l-o-v-e-s going to his little Mother's Day Out program on Tuesdays and Thursdays. He has made all kinds of new friends and loves his teachers very much. I'm told that he plays hard during the day which explains why he usually crashes in the car on the way home.

Today as we were packing up the car he told me he was still hungry and wanted to finish his sandwich from lunch. I buckled him in and handed him his leftovers and got ready to leave. Here is what I discovered before we had even left the lot.

More Conversations.....

Riding silently home from church in the car I look back and see LM sitting in his car seat, mouth wide open.
Me: Buddy? What are you doing?
LM: It broken mommy
Me: What's broken?
LM: My yawn. I so sleepy and I tant yawn. (mouth still open)
Me: Do you want me to fix it buddy?
LM: Yes, please mommy.
Me: (yawn)
LM: (yawn) Oh thank you mommy, dat much better

Leaving the fire station....
LM: Mommy, I wanna be a fired fighter like daddy
Me: You do!? I think that is a great idea!
LM: Mommy, I wanna be a fired fighter with Mr. Tommy too and pour da water on da fire and make smoke
Me: Ok buddy, when you get big you can be a firefighter like daddy and Mr. Tommy
LM: Mr. Phil too. I want Mr. Phil to drive da ambudance, it too big for me.


LM: (Giggling behind the chair)
Me: LM, what are you doing?
LM: Just playin' mommy
Me: Playing with what?
LM: Dis cute yittle (little) egg!
Me: (peeking around the chair) What egg?
LM: (holds up an ACTUAL EGG) dis one! Isn't it cute? It so yittle!
Me: WHERE did you get that cute little egg?
LM: Da fridge mommy!

LM: Mommy, I need to check my emails on da 'puter
Me: Really? What is your email address?
LM: Pink, Triangle, ABC

Daddy: LM, tell me a story
LM: Ponsa ponna time (Once upon a time).....
(pause)
LM: E Bend (The end)

Busy......again

It kind of feels like a lot of my blogs have been starting with some kind of comment about how busy we are. It seems to be a theme these days.....or maybe a sickness. Here is what has been going on....

Celebrations...

My mom and dad celebrated their birthdays last week and the fam (minus Adam) came up to celebrate with us. Little Man l-o-v-e-s being a cousin and a brother, as you can tell, and it really cracks me up that babies have no personal space. I cannot relate.

Almost kissing cousins, ha

Blowing out the candles

Meme, Papa and the great grandkids

Getting ready for "School"....

New haircut


Shopping for school clothes (he didn't last long)

Little Man and June Bug started "school" this week and I am back to working on the church campus again. Little Man was so excited for school and was upset that the day was over when I picked him up. June Bug did ok but was extra clingy and snuggly afterwards; broke my heart. After I picked them up they both took a little nap in my NEW and improved office and it felt a little like we were back at home working. Returning to work this time around was tough, really tough but I am so blessed that I was able to work from home for so long and soak up all of the snuggle weeks of June Bugs infancy.

June Bug napping in the bouncer under my desk (the lights are out)

Little man napping on the bean bags in my office

Busyness...

Work has been pretty busy this summer but I am two days away from starting a new website project for the church that will completely envelope my work life for the next 16 -20 weeks. I have been wanting to do this particular project for several years so I am INCREDIBLY excited to have been given the "go ahead" and am looking forward to the craziness that I am signing myself up for. The new project comes with a lot of new responsibilities and some changes in my role at church that will require me to do lots of ongoing training for my team members on a regular basis. I got to thinking about the ways in which the job change would effect my life and decided to request a larger office space so that I could train IN my office instead of having to check schedules and reserve rooms etc. every time I needed to set up a meeting. I was moved down to the very empty second floor of our building (only 2 other occupied offices) to a much larger space that I LOVE. It is wonderfully quiet, spacious and allows me to have training space, my massive desk and even a little play area for my kiddos or the kiddos of those I am training. It really helped give me something extra to look forward on my return to working on campus.

I've also enrolled in a couple of photography classes at a local art school and another digital darkroom class at the community college and I am loving every minute of it. I am still working on building my portfolio but I've cut back on my availability so that I only have 1 or 2 sessions a weekend and I am only focusing on my passion: infants, children and families.

Sometimes I think I have lost my mind trying to juggle all of this stuff at the same time but I think the busyness has kept the postpartum depression away so that makes it all worth it. I do think I am going to have to be more structured with my time in the coming weeks so that my family doesn't suffer but things are pretty compartmentalized already so hopefully I can just keep all my little ducks in a row for the time being.

Conversations from this week

LM: Mommy, where is God? At church?
Me: Yes baby, God is at church. God is everywhere.
LM: Everywhere? I wanna go everywhere wif God.
Me: Me too!
LM: Mommy, everywhere in da trees?
Me: Yes, everywhere is in the trees but it is in the grass, the sky, the ocean too.
LM: God in da trees?
Me: Yes, God is in the trees.
LM: Wow, God climbed da tree? Oh no, he got his shoes muddy.


Me: LM, where is Nana, did she leave?
LM: Yep, Nana go to work.
Me: No, today is not a work day.
LM: Oh yeah! Nana goed to sin class
Me: Huh? Sin class?
LM: No mommy, SIN class (aka sPin class)

(while in target)
LM: Mommy, I don't like dis music. Sing a new song
Me: What do you want me to sing?
LM: Cindarewa (cindarella)
Me: (breaking out a few bars from cinderella)
LM: Keep going mommy
Me: (still singing)
LM: Don't stop mommy. Sing forever
Me: What? I can't sing forever, I would get so tired
LM: Just sing mommy. Don't stop for always

The Moon

Many of you know that I come from a very musical family. At any given time SOMEONE in our house is singing, humming or trying to get an annoying song stuck in someone else's head. When I was a kid my mom bought us this awesome set of cassette tapes called We Sing Silly Songs so combined with all of the silly songs my mom made up for us as kids, my silly song arsenal is chock full and LM and I draw from it all the time.

Tonight as we were walking out of Target Little Man glanced up at the beautiful quasi full moon and the following conversation ensued:

LM: Oh wow, look at the big moon mommy!
Me: Isn't it pretty? It is almost a full moon.
LM: Sing a song.
Me: Huh?
LM: Sing a song about the moon, mommy.
Me: (racking my brain for songs about moons) ummmmmm
LM: Hurry mommy, sing a song about the moon.
Me: Ummmmm
Blue moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
LM: Thanks mom, that's a really good song about moons.

Hello World

Hello world.

I'm no longer an infant. I've graduated and now I'm a BABY.

I make eye contact.

I can hold up my head and I want to sit up soooo bad.

I smile. I laugh with a funny little "courtesy" chuckle.

I watch my brother constantly, love to hold his little finger and lick him when he tries to give me a kiss.

I sleep through the night (5 hours) and like to be held all-the-time.

Hello world, I'm here!

Big Brother

One of my favorite parts of becoming a parent again has been watching my little baby boy become a big brother. Little Man l-o-v-e-s his little sister so much more than I ever imagined and it is such a joy watching him care for his little sister. The picture below is so typical of Little Man; I can't tell you the number of times in a day he asks to hold June Bug or snuggle with her. I'll look back when we are riding in the car and find him grinning at her or holding her hand but the best of these moments are the times when he will randomly kiss her head and say, "I love you so much, June Bug." Mmmmm that is good stuff.

The other day I was getting June Bug dressed and put this cute little polo shirt and shorts on her and was complaining to Trav that she didn't have a bow to match. I said, "I can't put her in a polo without a bow, people will think she is a boy." Little Man, who was playing on the floor below us piped up, "June Bug not boy. June Bug my princess girl."