sweet thing

he melts my heart.

A new pastime?

This is why you shouldn't leave your baby alone on top of a countertop- in a bath chair- not even for a second.

The sink, however, is the perfect size for a six month old.

gimme gimme gimme

wow. i am a terrible blogger. maybe someday i will do better. this is for you andi! i miss you!

Mama got runover by a reindeer...

It's true, folks. I have officially been initiated into the club of people who kill animals that are larger than 20 pounds. I went deer hunting without a licence. With my car. Why, you ask?

Not sure cause I don't even like the taste of deer.



I went hunting right in the city, too. I know you thought it was illegal, but when I called the police to tell them what I had done, they didn't even come after me. Not even a phone call back.



I guess they realized that I would have paid my fine by the time all was said and done. $1500 smackeroos, a week car-less, and all I have to show for it is a little tuft of bambi hair.

I don't even have one of those deer heads to mount on my wall.

He wants to sit up so badly

But it always ends up looking a little something like...

Wordless Wednesday

Is it just me

Or is being a mother of 2 hard? Or am I just whining? I guess I was out of baby mode too long with Dave and coming back to it has been a little shocking. I think I am mainly just feeling glued to my house (which is tough for me), and trying to get little brother to sleep during the day is interesting at times. So when does it get a little easier, those who have been through it? Any tips for me?

All Hallow's Eve

Dave wanted to be a vampire for Halloween. I was surprised because he hasn't even read Twilight yet. This kid is rockin it old school! Of course my mom whipped out a Dracula cape in about 5 minutes- that paired with some black sweatpants and it was all downhill. Our dear friend Katie gave Paul the Winnie the Pooh costume. He looked like our very own silly ol' teddy bear.

Halloween with 2 kids was "fun" and by fun I mean a tad bit annoying. It was like a circus juggling act to get Dave's hair spray painted- keeping it out of proximity to the baby's lungs, and off Davie's prominent ears . I won't even describe for you how fun it was to get the face paint on a 4 year old. (Keep your head still, please...). We are still figuring out the baby thing, but it seems to be getting a smidge easier. At least the little fella smiles now, amidst all the screaming.

As for Dave- trick or treating without his cousins just didn't hold the same appeal. He did, however, make a killing in candy. Only 'cause the lady at the last house dumped in the whole bowl to get rid of her candy so she could turn out the light. Now that's what I call the jackpot.

Milk Coma

I was going to change his diaper...

What do you do when....

You're stuck at home with a newborn, trying to avoid a pandemic flu for 6 weeks? Well, apparently I online shop. Can't wait to run again (hopefully soon) and have somewhere to wear the snakeskin flats... maybe the pediatrician's office?

Welcome Li'l brotha!

I figured since I'm now a full time milker I should probably update the ol' blog. I've got 12 weeks of devoted time and only going back to work once a week (most likely) will be helpful in me reaching my blogging goals. Who knows- maybe I'll even start checking in on my friend's blogs again. I blame facebook for my neglect, but I promise to do better.

So let me turn over a new leaf with the telling of the birth story of one lil' Mushroom (Dave's choice of name for his new baby brother). As many of you know after many long hours of labor Dave finally emerged through a small incision made in my belly. As the due date of the second child grew nearer, the doc began expecting another large boy- so we decided just to go ahead and schedule another C-section on the little fella's actual due date. It is very weird to go to the hospital just knowing you are going to get your baby out in, oh, 20 minutes or so.

Simultaneously weird is the idea that they are going to take the child out of your body while you are awake, like some sort of med school experiment gone awry.

And so little brother was born, 9lbs 1oz- amazingly the exact same weight as his big brother (though his brother had a half inch on him). He is a sweet little baby with a nice healthy cry. So far his hobbies include suckling, pooping and peeing whenever his little hiney feels the free air, and of course sleeping. I think he's going to make us famous and filthy rich someday.