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The boys have been helping Matt dig a spot for a new garden. There’s lots of talk of tomatoes and peppers and lots of things Sam will never put in his mouth. There was also mud and worms and dirty little boys. Here they are minutes after their bath admiring all their hard work. A special thanks to Grandma Barb for the brand new garden tools that let the boys “help” dad!
We had a three day weekend this past weekend thanks to President’s Day and I was just a wee bit excited that we had no real plans. A trip to Little Gym Sunday morning and an impromptu brunch date with friends on Monday were the only things that got us to leave the house. While that much time cooped up in the house tends to make us all a little cranky, I was really looking forward to just locking myself up with the family. We are finally getting to a point where weekends don’t feel like ALL work. As the … Read more
Just a few short days after we discovered this, Will took it upon himself to try to climb out of his crib. Monkey see, monkey do! After some deep breaths and maybe even a few tears we headed out, brought some big boy bedding (and a video monitor) and converted the boys cribs into toddler beds. Just like that! In the blink of an eye my babies are big boys. I can’t believe it. I remember, like it was yesterday, the first time I laid them down in those cribs. How teeny tiny they were and how huge the crib … Read more
Tonight was just a normal Wednesday night in our house. Dinner, then baths, jammies, some snuggles and off to bed for the two toddlers. Books and kisses and blankies. Normal. From our perch on the couch it sounded like the normal post bed time antics were starting. Calls for more water, blankets being thrown off, stuffed animals being tossed. All par for the course. Little did we know this is what we would find when we went into the boys’ room to break up the party. I know we couldn’t expect to keep him confined to his crib for the … Read more