Quote of the day

Tonight over dinner.....

Madison: "mom, please tell us"

Me: "tell you what?"

Madison "tell us how you got Coulson out of your belly. I promise I won't tell anyone"

Me: "uhhhh. I don't think your old enough yet."

Madison"yes I am, I'm almost 7 years old. Please mom"

Me: "Well, babies come out of your belly button"

Madison "how?"

Nolan "they cut you open with a knife when you go to the Doctor"

Madison "do they mom?"

Me "no, not always. Your belly button just stretches bigger and bigger until the baby comes out. "

Nolan "is that why your belly button looks so weird?"

Me: "um, yes, It used to be normal, but 3 kids have come out of it and now its weird looking"

Madison "why do babies have blood on them when they come out?"

Me "well, that's because there is blood inside of mommy's bellies"

Nolan "why doesn't Coulson still have blood on him"

Me "because he took a bath! stop asking so many questions and eat your dinner!"

Madison"mom, can you feed me cauliflower for breakfast tomorrow?"

Me "why?"

Madison "because I want to win the fun run and you always tell me that vegetables will make me fast."

Me "this is true"

This seriously was our conversation. I'm exhausted!

this one will be the end of me

So, Coulson finally started walking a few days ago. Thank goodness! He's going to be 18 months old in a few weeks. I thought I should jot down a few things about him so I can always remember his early years....

1. He loves to hit people. Especially Nolan. I have them take baths together still and the whole time Coulson just beats on him. He thinks its really funny, and I have to admit, I do too.

2. If he doesn't get what he wants, he throws a fit. Already. Doesn't that start happening in the 2's? He lays face flat on the floor and cries or I've even seen him hit his head on the floor. hmmm

3. If I take something away from him, he head butts me. Its awesome, I've had 2 bloody lips from this kid.

4. When ever he needs a diaper change he screams and rolls all over the place. By the time I'm done I'm breaking out in a sweat.

5. He throws all of his food and his plate on the floor at every meal and laughs at me when I have to clean it up.

Do you remember him as a tiny baby? He was the sweetest, easiest, mellowest baby of all time! This kid has gone insane. I'm really worried for my future. Will he still be head butting me as a teenager?? ;)

But somehow, I still love him. I don't know how mom's can do it, but they really can. They love all of their kids no matter how awful they can be.

He's a spoiled little stinker because he can be so cute. He does love me. I can actually tell sometimes. He'll snuggle for about 30 seconds, and cry at my leg while I'm making dinner. Somehow, I find it in me to be patient with him. I can't really do it as well with my other 2, but with him I have all the patience in the world. But I'm being taught some kind of lesson here. Heavenly Father must have some great sense of humor by sending this child to ME of all people. He sure is teaching me a lesson!

ode to my bedroom, hair and field trips

The long lazy days of my past are long gone. Now I can't even remember what day it is, or when I last took a shower. Life seems to be in super time warp mode. There are days when I don't even get to walk through my bedroom until 10:30 at night. In fact, I think I avoid it. There is something about my bedroom. The smokey blue walls, the huge puffy bed with brand new 600 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets, the darkness from the heavy drapes. It has a sort of air about it, a scent, if you will. A scent that instantly makes my eyes droopy. It calls to me all day.

"come in here, look and this soft bed, just lay down. It doesn't matter if kids are screaming or you have to cook dinner. Just lay down and have a nap."

Oh bedroom, how can you tease me so? But I must press forward and avoid you at all costs. We can share the whole night together, don't you worry.

Anyway, enough of me talking to my bedroom.

So, last week Madison had crazy hair day at school. Madison is a child that never lets me touch her hair. In fact, most of the time it looks like this:

somehow I talked her into letting me do her hair for crazy hair day. I had this crazy idea that I wanted to make a flower pot on top of her head. Here's how it turned out.

Later that day, I went on a field trip with Nolan to Schnepf Farms. It was awesome getting to spend the whole day alone with him. It can be so hard to fit personal time in with everyone so we enjoyed ourselves and even split a cookie the size of his head.