Over Easy With a Chocolate Donut

This weekend Sam found some coins on the counter. I think a quarter and a few pennies. He handed them to me and said he wanted to buy a chocolate donut. It took me a few minutes to realize he learned that from George. That darn monkey. We went to the store and I made him pay me for the donut. And he got jipped because I only give him half. But it was enough chocolate to make his face a mess and to make me "that mom" with the chocolate faced hyper hypo kid in Giant.

And in other news: Bo rolled over this morning. I had to stop Sam from rolling him back over with his feet, but Bo didn't mind. He was darn proud of himself. And I am too.

here are some recent adventures from my iPhone.

Proud of his accomplishments! :)

Doesn't everyone weed the driveway wearing arm floaties?

Taying [Sam speak for PLAYING]

"Mamma, I wanna tay wit a hose."
"Well, ok. Just don't squirt Mamma"

Mamiya 645 | Kodak Ektar

Right now | August 2012

Bo: 3 months 5 days
likes: tooting, flirting with mamma, smiling at Sam, and boobies
dislikes: Daisy barking, being squirted with the hose

Sam: 2 years 5 months and 8 days
likes: squirting Bo with the hose
dislikes: the consequences of squirting Bo with the hose

Me: 30 years 10 months and 23 days
likes: hearing Sam say "I wanna go outside" and being able to open the front door and let him play in the dirt, watching Bo smile huge everytime I say "I love you!"
dislikes: being surprised in the shower by a toy camera and a ornery little boy shouting "HINEY! HINEY!" (ok, so it was kind of hysterical)

Phil: 34 years 11 months and 15 days
likes: pulling Sam around the yard in the radio flyer wagon
dislikes: getting Bo puke sprayed into his mouth

right now . . .

Sam: 2 years 4 months and 18 days
loves: freezy pops (who doesn't?!), his yellow fireman rain boots, Horton Hears a Who movie, helping mama cook, saying prayers before nap especially since that tends to delay the actual napping part, playing tricks, sneaking up on mama in the shower with his camera (aka his "cheese") and taking pictures while shouting "HINEY! HINEY!"
hates: having the water poured over his head while in the tub, going with out a shirt (although he will rock a pants-less outfit from time to time), leaving "Pop's house"

Boden: 10 weeks 6 days
loves: boobs, pooping, smiling at mama and dada, hearing his brothers voice
hates: reflux

I've been getting the chills lately. For no reason I'll just start to shiver out of nowhere. It lasts for less than one second and it always brings an unplanned smile to my face. It happens often enough for me to notice somethings going on. No I don't think there is some kind of weird medical issue. I really think it's waves of happiness. After having Bo, the hormonal mess I am during pregnancy continued. They are still there, the hormones, but they seem to be relatively under control. I feel less crazy. I feel closer to what normal feels like. I feel happy. For the last few weeks, months even, I don't think I've really appreciated all I have. And since Bo was born, I've been wrapped up in all the craziness that comes with staying home with a two year old boy and a newborn baby. Don't get me wrong, that craziness is still here. I refer to our house as "crazy town" all the time and I think it's fairly accurate. Even with a baby as chill as Bo, it's still a lot to manage. Especially when I'm trying to keep up with my photography business. And for a while I assumed it was my just not being able to handle it. But I realize that there's nothing wrong with me. It just really is hard. And I'll figure it out whenever I figure it out, or maybe I won't at all, but either way, we'll all be fine. We'll all still laugh at Sam and smile at Bo and cheers our grilled cheese sandwiches with friends and clap and say "YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!" when we pull into Grandma and Grandpa's driveway or talk to GiGi on the phone. Even on a hard day, there are still 1,000 opportunities to smile and laugh with Sam and Bo around. It doesn't get much better than that.

So the chills. I think it really is happiness. It's that feeling of overwhelming love. They happen because it's either that or uncontrollably shouting at the top of my lungs "Holy crap I love these boys!" And if I shout, then Sam shouts, and since we already live in crazy town I'd like to not make it any crazier if I can help it.

So here's to chills. Here's to shouting. Here's to crazy town.
Cheers.

Maija.                                Sam.

Sam and Maija making out. Again.

Sam loves to pick the pears from our tree.