Monday, July 23, 2012

Haircuts & bikes

Yes,'re wondering where the boys birthday pictures are...
Well, there's so many, it's such a daunting task to go through them and blow your computer screen up with pictures of the most adorable babies ever on earth.
BUT, I shall have to do it soon because the party was fun. Small, but fun. 
Meanwhile, we are adjusting {me not so} well in Houston. We are finishing emptying our storage shed and hung up curtains--yeah! 
This week, Andrew and I got a virus and immediately started coughing, nose was runny, headaches, ear infections, swollen glands, & slight fevers. 
My poor baby boy--we had this happen to us in the Spring and  am not sure why we keep getting it. Weather adjustment is the only thing I can think of. BUT THIS SUCKS, guys. 
It's taking me forever to get over it--I think I have like 6 supplements/vitamins that I'm taking, 3 cough syrups, & just plain Tylenol. Maybe I'm not overdosing enough...
Let's continue, shall we? 

I do have to mention that I did not edit these pictures the least bit. Why? No time & my laptop isn't really good for that. 
Gary started riding his bike again. He's never taken the kids for a ride until the other day.
The boys couldn't get enough of going around and around. They kept begging "again!" 
We are trying to figure out a way for our whole family to ride---preferably the affordable way--because it really would be fun for the whole family to go out biking in the evenings.
They love getting on the car. I can't blame them since it was fun for me when I was little. 

Anything can be fashioned into a sword. Lego's, for example. 
Apparently, construction wears him out. 

And since we have no backyard, or front yard for that matter, we rocked it Poor Mexican style...
 A valde lleno de agua....that's how we do it. 
 This boy has some big buns. I wonder where he gets them from? 

Today was haircut day. I am the stylist of course. And I'm free.  
Unfortunately Jonah was taking his nap while we were buzzing & chopping away so he'll get his hair cut later. 

We've also been watching a lot of Netflix and using the iPad a lot.
I've been downloading educational apps for Andrew. He LOVES that thing. 
The boys often fight over it--and yeah, that includes the father.
I, of course, am obsessed with Instagram
If you have an Apple product, follow my picture feed on there @sanlynet


Monday, July 16, 2012

i don't want you to grow up

I know that when he's older, he won't want to cuddle with me anymore. I know that.
Yet, I find myself denying him when he asks me to lay down with him.
He'll ask, "you wanna lay down with me, Mom?"
No baby, Mommy's got stuff to do and I shut the door.
An hour later, I check in on him and he's fast asleep.
I just want to remember that he was my cuddle bug. That he would rub my arm to the point of feeling like my skin went raw while he sucked down his milk from his sippy cup. That his tiny little feet overheat under the covers. That his lips, while sleeping, are always open and his little tiny baby teeth are exposed. 
That those blue, beautiful eyes are what made us all fall in love with him when he first came into this world.
The way he totally captivates my attention when he says little things I never knew a little person could say.
I love the way his nose is so rounded, yet mine is sharp. 
I love his lips, his little peach fuzz, his widow's peak, his tiny little ears...his fake laugh. I'm so in love with him, I don't know what I would do without him. He grabs my face and pulls it towards him and he says, "Mom, you beauuttiiful," when I don't feel an ounce of beauty. 
But every day, I realize he's growing. His birthday is coming up. He's not going to stay little. And I can't remember things anymore. I don't want to forget anything about Andrew, or Jonah, or Gary. 
I want to remember how his toes were little and hair free. I want to remember that he wanted me all the time. How he would smile at me and how cute his little freckles were popping up all over the place. How he tells me, "Mom, I wanna kiss your face," and plants smushy, slobbery sugars all over it.
How every time I look over at him and think, he needs a little trim around his ears. 
Or I wonder if those eyelashes will ever make girls go crazy for him.
And then I think about girls...I think about how I'll be replaced with them come the tween/teen years and how I won't be asked to cuddle with him when he goes to bed. Or how I won't be needed to soothe him with my arm. How I won't be able to give him goose bumps with the tips of my fingers along his back. 
How do I retain those moments, those feelings, with my terrible memory? 
How can I remember things like that? This fear is very realistic. And it keeps growing.
I guess that's why I love snapping pictures so much. For my memory's sake. 
For the sake of my children's children. For the sake of this blog. 
I love you, baby boy.

Friday, July 13, 2012


Sparkler fun with family!!!

I really suck at this photography thing, by the way. Is it just me? Or is it my camera?

Happy 4th Everybody!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

a birthday for Jonah

Baby boy turned 2 on the 4th!
We ate some delicious cupcake and some fruit
We took naps, and built gigantic robotic bunnies with boots and swords and guns
And we had some McD's for supper on our way to watch fireworks. 
It was a great day.