But when we do…Jesus.
In normal 3 year old fashion, Beckett was climbing under the coffee table and jostled it, spilling my best friend coffee. I flipped out. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?! DO NOT MOVE THE TABLE. WHY WOULD YOU MOVE THE TABLE? WHO MOVES TABLES??” Unfazed by my obvious overreaction and ridiculous line of questioning (who moves tables, really?), he crawled out and went to find something else to play with. A few minutes later, out dump 3,258 of our Hoarder’s Edition® Matchbox cars all over the floor. “DUDE. WHY. WHY ARE YOU DUMPING ALL OF THOSE OUT? I LITERALLY JUST PUT ALL THOSE AWAY.” He looked over at me and started picking them up before I even…
So Many Feels, So Little Words
Every time I sit down to blog, I am at a loss. I have a lot of feels these days and can’t land on one to talk about. I have the happy feels because Beckett is stinkin hilarious these days, like tonight when he waited for upwards of 5 minutes inside a closed box on the front porch for the mailman to “ship him somewhere”. And happy feels that I have a 5 month old linebacker punkin who is made of steel and gummy smiles. And that this handsome fella is our gentle, sneaky-funny main man. Lots of joy. But I also have a serious case of the exhausted feels.…
Even When I’m Tired
I spent the past week and a half visiting my parents, partly so Beckett could ringbear the heck out of Miss Taylor Brooks’ wedding (yes, two Taylor Brooks. It’s been awesomely confusing over the years.) … (My apologies to the families of those who perished after viewing the photo of that breathtaking gentleman above.) …but also so I could have a mom break. Regroup, if you will. I’m finding that the more tiny humans that enter our house, the more self-focused our life becomes. Not out of selfish desires, but rather out of necessity. At any given moment, one of two small children need me. They can’t eat, potty, bathe,…
Noteworthies & Cat Fights
We’ve had some excitement this week. Stay a while and read about it. I dare you. Noteworthies Hank and Beckett’s forced friendship and accompanying photo shoot with matching outfits. I’m already an embarrassing parent but luckily Beckett can’t tell yet. (Hank is 3 1/2 months older than Beckett. Apparently our “nugget” is more like a tender. ) First church service with Baby. Much more emotional than expected. Post to follow. Maybe. Don’t hold me to it. News of Beckett’s first cousin. Our favorite Chilean missionaries/Taylor’s sister and brother-in-law, Wes and Ellen, are expecting their own nugget to be debuted May 2012. SO excited! JoJo’s visit (coming soon. Tomorrow to be…
