For the record, taking care of ONE full term, healthy, newborn the second time around has been insanely easier than taking care of TWO. No debate. I had no idea that newborns could actually be this 'easy'.
Trouble 1 and Trouble 2 however, have conjured up some crazy stuff lately. Poop smeared crib, sheets, and toys, anyone?? How about a shattered bag full of all my nail polish? Toy bus cram packed with play-dough, that hardened and is never to be removed? Bite marks in embarrassingly obvious places on little boy bodies? Scribbled pen marks down arms and legs? 7:30 am crib-jumpers-turned-escape-artists that decide to look for mom in the front yard? hum? humm?
They do have some redeeming moments. In nursery, Jake went up to a little girl and gave her a big hug. She turned and said, 'He loves me.' James and Jake hugging so tight that they look like swans with their little necks wrapped around each other. James taking off his PJ shirt one night and trading Jake for his since Jake was throwing a fit over it. The way they say 'baby E-I!!' (and then poke him in the eyes). James getting into Jake's bed and falling asleep there together. James takes a drink of water and says 'oh, tastes so good.' Jake's catchy- 'back seat, more meat!' How every airplane they see is 'dada!' Jake's love and obsession with 'E-E' the stuffed monkey. How the novelty of riding in a bus with Matt for about 1 minute on a Saturday is the stuff their little dreams are made of. How Family Home Evening consists of an opening song, short prayer, more songs, closing song, another short prayer, followed by more bedtime songs. As soon as one song ends they both say 'more song?' How much they love Thomas the Train and all the associated characters. "More 'wee'?!"-means--push me higher in the swing. When I make our bed and they come in and demolish it about 5 seconds later. Their obsession with the 'meow' across the street. The way they play under the bathroom sinks each day when I'm doing my hair and makeup and call out 'Hi mama!! and want me to come and find them. Finding frogs in the front yard with dad. Jake's bleach blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. Putting Eli in the clothes that Jake and James wore and wondering how 2 years has already come and gone. Watching them pretend to put their stuffed animals to bed and sing the same song that I sing to them each night. How they make a beeline for the doughnut holes at Busch's grocery store every time we go in. When I ask them to tell me what color something is they always say 'blue' no matter what. The fact that Jake will eat anything-ANYTHING. How James actually enjoys it when I wipe his nose.
aahhhh, my little boys. my three perfect little boys.
Trouble 1 and Trouble 2 however, have conjured up some crazy stuff lately. Poop smeared crib, sheets, and toys, anyone?? How about a shattered bag full of all my nail polish? Toy bus cram packed with play-dough, that hardened and is never to be removed? Bite marks in embarrassingly obvious places on little boy bodies? Scribbled pen marks down arms and legs? 7:30 am crib-jumpers-turned-escape-artists that decide to look for mom in the front yard? hum? humm?
They do have some redeeming moments. In nursery, Jake went up to a little girl and gave her a big hug. She turned and said, 'He loves me.' James and Jake hugging so tight that they look like swans with their little necks wrapped around each other. James taking off his PJ shirt one night and trading Jake for his since Jake was throwing a fit over it. The way they say 'baby E-I!!' (and then poke him in the eyes). James getting into Jake's bed and falling asleep there together. James takes a drink of water and says 'oh, tastes so good.' Jake's catchy- 'back seat, more meat!' How every airplane they see is 'dada!' Jake's love and obsession with 'E-E' the stuffed monkey. How the novelty of riding in a bus with Matt for about 1 minute on a Saturday is the stuff their little dreams are made of. How Family Home Evening consists of an opening song, short prayer, more songs, closing song, another short prayer, followed by more bedtime songs. As soon as one song ends they both say 'more song?' How much they love Thomas the Train and all the associated characters. "More 'wee'?!"-means--push me higher in the swing. When I make our bed and they come in and demolish it about 5 seconds later. Their obsession with the 'meow' across the street. The way they play under the bathroom sinks each day when I'm doing my hair and makeup and call out 'Hi mama!! and want me to come and find them. Finding frogs in the front yard with dad. Jake's bleach blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. Putting Eli in the clothes that Jake and James wore and wondering how 2 years has already come and gone. Watching them pretend to put their stuffed animals to bed and sing the same song that I sing to them each night. How they make a beeline for the doughnut holes at Busch's grocery store every time we go in. When I ask them to tell me what color something is they always say 'blue' no matter what. The fact that Jake will eat anything-ANYTHING. How James actually enjoys it when I wipe his nose.
aahhhh, my little boys. my three perfect little boys.
2 comments:
Oh my gosh, I love this post! You will love reading back on this one. Sounds like you have your hands full, way to enjoy the cute things they do to make the work all worth it!
I've been thinking of you but haven't wanted to bother you with everything going on...call me when things are calm and you can talk!
Can we see some more pics of that baby?
This is the sweetest. I can totally identify with so many of those moments. Miss you!
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