Doing the Potty Dance

Do you hear the choirs singing hallelujah? We hear them at our house. Why?? The two-year-old is potty trained!! And we are all singing & dancing around here. Woohooo! She did it! I swore I wouldn't even attempt it until she was begging me...and then this past week she just did it. All by herself. No looking back. No accidents. (so far....maybe I shouldn't have typed that...oops). And THAT is the beauty of WAITING until they are ready. So so easy peasy!! It probably also helps that she is a intensely, wildly INDEPENDENT little girl. Yeah that might help a bit. And the panties. Its ALL ABOUT the Dora panties.

drew...month #2

Despite violent errr...I guess we'll call it overzealous loving from his 2-year-old sister...drew has made it to his second month. He is a sweet babe. Not too hard, not too easy, pretty much somewhere in between. These are some of things we have noticed about Drew at 2.

2 months that is. I just like to rhyme. :D

-He LOVES music. Especially being sung to. Even by me which is pretty scary folks. He first smiled at us while I was singing the Primary "Hello Song" of all things.
-He is sleeping better. Not awesome, but better. Waking about 2x a night with long luxurious naps during the day. Wish I was getting those too.
-He has big blue blue blue eyes.
-He is smiling. Mostly for mama, but slowly and surely for everyone else.
-He LOVES his baths (when he gets them...he IS the 4th child after all). It didn't start out that way, but he LOVES baths now. It is so cute to see him splash around in the water.
-He is adored by all of his siblings, even the 2-year-old who sometimes likes to see how high she can push him in the swing before he falls out. (He HAS NOT fallen out by the way...I'm just sayin...)
-He recognizes faces...mostly mine. I love to see him light up when he sees me. It is probably the only time in life when you can be THE WORLD to someone. Sigh...
-He is a CHUNKY monkey. :) We love that.

Hmmm...there is probably more. If I think of it I will come back & add it in, but I'm tired, dinner needs to be cooked & 6 mouths fed. Woah...that's a lot of mouths.

Buds

They are only 3 weeks apart. Born to be buddies. The youngest of one family. The oldest of the other. They are friends. We insist upon it. :)

Halloweenies

I am aware that Halloween was LAST weekend. But hey, I figure when you have four (!) kids like me & one is ONLY six weeks old you get a little leeway when documenting events. That is what I'm banking on. Yes? Yes. Just nod & smile. Thanks. :)

Halloween was crazy busy. We began the day with Zoe's soccer game, rushed home & Robin, Zoe & Luke dashed off to the ASU football game and then flew home so that we could head over to Uncle Sean & Aunt Heidi's casa for delectable (albeit MAJORLY unhealthy) vittles. I went, I sat, I nursed. Good times had by all.

And now without further adieu, the kidlets....in all their costumed glory....

Brynn...an ASU cheerleader. Just in case you were wondering if we are fans. Yeah, we are fans. Huge fans. It is kinda sick. The kids all know the fight song and can make the "pitchfork" with their fingers practically from birth. We are teaching Andrew as we speak.

Luke...Sheriff Woody...(but only cuz I couldn't find a Sparky costume...he wants to be that next year.) HOWEVER Sheriff Woody suited him just fine. "There's a snake in my boot!"

And last but certainly not least Miss Zoe who was Snow White. She was going to be a witch, but changed her mind at the very last minute. Pink nose & cheeks courtesy of soccer + ASU football. :)

Here they are...all togetha (minus little Drew who was asleep and as mama done told me..."NEVER wake a sleeping baby. Never." So I didn't.) This pic is SO them. Goofy Luke, silly snuggle bug Brynn & shy Zoe. My rugrats. Happy (belated) Halloween!

Raise your hand if you're sleepy...

What's the word? Tired. That's the word. K moms...HOW do we forget this? Well, I guess we don't exactly forget, but it becomes hazy I suppose. Ugh...I'm just draggin. Maybe it's the 4th kid thing, maybe it's the being over 30 thing, maybe it's the baby spending WAY too much time crying today thing. Not sure. But were are sooooo there. Weary to the bone, through & through.....sleeeeeeepy. I'm hanging on, holding out, TRYING to enjoy his newbornishness. Yep I'm inventing words too. I'm justified. :)

Ok, can't stand it any more...must...go...to...bed. G'night y'all.

Ok so I HAVE been taking pics. Lots and LOTS of them and it will take me some time to get them posted, but over the past month I've been photographing the dickens out of my sweet love and thus we begin a little case study of my baby boy.

Andrew: Head to Toe.

I've done a few formal "portrait-ey" types of images, but mostly it is just him & us, hanging around, living the good life as a family of SIX!

Here is is...hanging on the couch. Six days new.

one month old

geez that went fast...like faster than any of the other kids fast & it kinda freaks me out. he's waking up a bit more, checking out the world a bit more, loves mama best, finds his siblings fascinating when they aren't torturing him & I SWEAR he smiled at zoe yesterday. ;) here's our little love...one month old. (yeah i do have a zillion more pics & I WILL post retroactive highlights...promise.)