Modes of Attack and a Smoking Man

We thought that Lincoln had energy, he was nothing compared to this little terror. There is truly not a toy in our house (except for his blue dog) that can hold his interest. He is more interested in getting into every cabinet, bathroom, or closet that he is not supposed to be in. He also enjoys climbing on anything and everything which leads to lots of bruises. I think his favorite thing is to see what his big brother is doing and attempt to join in. I attempted to document his nightly mode of attack on his brother's computer time. The chair is laid on it's side to attempt to keep him out. It does not deter him.

Step 1- Scope out your next victim and assess the situation.

Step 2- Find a mode of entry, regardless of how tight the spot is or if you have to climb over a computer tower.

Step 3- Mission accomplished. Entry was gained, a keyboard was stepped on, and a big brother is yelling. Pretty much all he wanted to to do.

And, on to the next random subject. We celebrated June birthdays with the Gambill's this weekend and Ryan's mom asked if he would smoke some meat. Well, a brisket and a few ribs turned into a huge brisket, 5 racks of ribs, and 12 ginormous chicken breasts. My sweet, smoking husband, woke up at 6:00 and started a fire and got it all going. It took a lot of time but I will have to say, was well worth it.

I am trying to prepare him for the competitive BBQ circuit, but I don't think he's quite ready for that yet.

Happy Birthday Madden!

It's hard to believe that just a year ago, we were blessed with our 2nd baby boy. He was born at 9:00 pm and weighed in at 7 lbs 4 oz. He doesn't weigh a whole lot more than that now, at least not comparatively. He keeps us busy though. He's too busy exploring the world that he has no time for toys. He pretty much likes to climb on anything available and walk around the house screaming. He doesn't have many words yet but he can get his point across when he needs to. It's hard to believe that in a few months, he is going to be the big brother. I hope he doesn't feel the need to grow up too quickly.

To our sweet baby boy, we hope you have a great birthday. Your dad and brother and I love you very much and we are so thankful that we were chosen to be your family!

Here's a quick peek at Madden's 1st year.

Madden's Sock Monkey Birthday

Madden's birthday party sort of just snuck right up on me. Pretty much with 2 little ones and being pregnant, I apparently have lost all track of time. I only got a few hand delivered invitations out and the rest went out via e-mail (probably not proper invitation etiquette to some). We went with a sock monkey theme and started scouting out as many as we could.

Luckily, we were able to get quite a few from my boss, including one ginormous one that was about 4 ft. tall. I had to get creative with other decorations because apparently they don't make sock monkey themed party supplies (at least not ones that take less than 5 days to get to you).

Madden was not too interested in opening gifts. I at least got one picture before he ran away, at least there were no tears.

Trying out his gift from his mommy, daddy, and big brother. Pretty sure this is going to cause an injury when he figures out how to work out.

We got him all undressed and ready for his big cake debut.

He was more interested in trying to figure out why everyone was singing to him and didn't even notice the burning candle in his face.

He wasn't really sure what to do with the cake so I decided I would help him out a little. There was really only one good hand smoosh and that was the one I helped him make.

The cake devouring didn't last long and he was done.

He was exhausted after his party and laid down on the floor with his dog. I think he had a good time. There were no melt-downs and all the other little kids stayed outside making it a nice, cool, stress-free adult zone inside.

Happy birthday, little Madden! We love you very much and hope you had a great time.

A quick anatomy lesson

I knew that this day would be coming soon. I didn't quite think this soon. Lincoln came up to me after he had just finished using the bathroom and wanted to know why girls didn't have weiners. Well, I quickly diverted that one to Ryan. So, Lincoln marches in and asks his daddy the same question. After some thought, Ryan replied, "Well, boys have weiners and girls have not weiners. How else would we be able to tell boys from girls." Good thing he's only 3, because that answer sufficed, be it a not so scientific answer, but good enough for now. Let's hope the questions don't get much harder than this.

Where has the time gone?!

Well, I will make no apologies for my lack of blogging. (Hopefully there are still people out there that do still check in on this pitiful thing.) Life has been a whirlwind and somehow I have managed to let it all pass by without getting one thing down on this blog. Let's do a brief, and I mean brief, catch up. Let's see....

1. Found out I was pregnant (yes, again) in early December.
2. Celebrated Lincoln's 3rd birthday at Chuck E. Cheese.
3. Found out it was a girl in early February (woo-hoo).

4. Turned 30!
5. Watched our little Madden decide to go from being a happy on my back baby to a I'm not going to sit still baby.

6. Watched Lincoln "play" soccer for the first time as a Cottontail. I have to admit, the kid had some mad soccer skills.

Getting stamps was always his favorite part.

You always end with a team cheer!!

In short, life right now is crazy with our 2 boys. They are both getting so big and it's all I can do just to keep up with them in real life. Not sure where I'm going to get the energy for 3. Keep checking back, it may not be as often as I would like, but I promise it will get more interesting around here.

What Motivates You

So, I promise pictures will be coming soon. But here's a little conversation I had with Lincoln.

Lincoln: Mommy, I need to poop
Me: Okay, hurry, let's go
Lincoln: I need to poop so I can get gummies
Me: Is that the only reason that you need to poop?
Lincoln: Yep, I poop for gummies

So that being said, what do you poop for?

Dear blog...

I know that it has been so long since I have visited you. As soon as I am no longer constantly getting pooped, peed, or thrown up on, I will see you again. Until then, don't give up on me.

Love,
Me