The Time-Out Twins

Not a high-quality picture, definitely.  But I wanted to remember how much my little boys love each other.  Without fail, when one gets sent to time-out (in the infamous corner), it takes all of half a second before the other one sneaks over and sits with his brother.  EVEN if that punished brother is BEING punished for smacking/kicking/biting/scratching/yelling/bumping the other.  Do I allow this time-out company? No.  The non-offender is removed from the corner promptly.  Do I hide my smile? Yes.  The whole way. 

Mason Update

Mason! He has been changing so much over the last few months.  Jalon calls him a "Spice Ball" and Jalon's Nana says he's just like Jalon.  Spicy is an understatement.  He has a mind and will of his own.  And he likes to tell you about it.  He gets irritated - easily.  He likes to be held.  Another understatement.  He is happiest on a hip.  Except for with daddy.  With daddy he likes to snuggle chest to chest, Maso's face buried in Jalon's neck.

Vocabulary as of late:
Mama
Dada
Papa
'Gin (Again)
Down
Me (He actually says this whenever he wants to be picked up - or really whenever he wants anything...)
Ball
No (he shakes his head and whole body)
Ya, ya, ya!
Ca (Cat)
Meow
Ewello (Hello)
Hi
Bye

Maso LOVES:
To be held
To eat, eat, and eat some more  - everything. Hence his great big belly.
Balls
Baths.  Specifically splashing and pinching his brother.
Running and squealing.


Maso LOVES:
Being put down.
Being put down.
Being put down in the nursery.
Being put down in our very own home.
Being put down.

We love you sweet Little Blue M. 
Even as I'm typing with you on my lap because you won't let me put you down. 

M #3!!!

It has been too long since my last post! So much is developing... literally! 

February 25th we found out we are having another M! We are expecting our third sweet joy the beginning of November.  We are so excited, and it seems like the excitement is just as raw as when we found out we were pregnant the first and second times!  What a miracle!  Once again, on the DAY my period was due (a Saturday) - I couldn't wait to take a test.  I couldn't even wait until Monday, when I could take a test at my office.  So we went to Walgreens and bought a generic.  Came home to our rental master bath.  Daddy was laying on the bed (I'm sure watching ESPN, although that would just be a guess), and I peed away!  I didn't really have to pee, which proved to be difficult to successfully take a home pregnancy test.  I ended up using both in the box, this time not because I couldn't believe the results, but because I couldn't pee the first time to make any results! Ha!

ANYWAY - yes, the second test came back with two stripes.  We decided we were going to wait to tell our friends and family - and that plan lasted all of about an hour.  We actually ended up announcing it at the vision banquet at church the next day. 

We are so thrilled.  I'm 11 weeks pregnant now, and things are going so great.  We've gotten multiple ultrasounds already and I love looking at my sweet little baby.  I am nauseous all day most days, but I've only PUKED TWICE!  This is so different from my other two pregnancies, where I was yacking all day most days.  Does this mean it's a girl??? We'll see!

We love you sweet M#3.  You grow big and healthy and strong.  You mean the world to us. 

The 5:00 am Morning Call

Sweet Mason,

Did I mention how much I adore you? You're my little blue.  Littlest.  Sweet nugget.  You are an adventurer.  You are confident. You have that smile.  Dimples.  Curly hair.  If you ever have a sister you better hope she has that hair too, or there will be issues for sure.

You are in a stage of transition.  You're not my little baby any more.  I've LOVED nursing you.  Nursing you has been beautiful, meaningful, and easy (bless God). You are a joy of rest in the midst of a busy day.  You made me laugh when you sneezed milk out your nose.  You've been adaptable at taking bottles of pumped milk while I've worked out of our home a little bit. You've not been a biter or gone on nursing strikes.  You're so sweet and snuggly...

One of these days in the near future you're going to wean.  I can tell it's coming.  As we're about to lose that special bond, I wanted to just take a moment to remember how much I love being your Mama.  I'm not going to mourn the seasons as they change, because I know that with a new season comes new adventures and new special moments.  I know that you have to grow and develop and fulfill your destiny.  I'm so proud of you.

In this last little bit before you wean, I love scurrying through the dark quiet house, and finding you sitting with Panda Pete and crazy hair - bright eyed and waiting for your mama.  I love pulling you out of your crib.  I love how you bury your soft face deep into my neck as we walk into the living room and its awaiting soft couch and boppy.  I love how you easily fall back to sleep and how I doze until I finally decide to lay you back down.  I treasure your internal 5:00 am morning call.  I love our quiet times together.

I love you my sweet Blue.

Mama