A Little Advice

Camden sent Brian off to work this morning
with some very valuable advice.

He yelled from the couch as Brian was heading out the back door, "Daddy! Don't follow any aliens on your way to work! If you do they'll take you away in their spaceship!"

I guess he thought Daddy was in need of a reminder.

"I Want To Read My God Book"

We started a new bedtime routine for Camden where we give him fifteen minutes or so of 'quiet time' after we read together. The main reason I decided to add a little extra down time before bed was because he always wanted to read a little longer or do a puzzle and would get out of bed after being tucked in, turn on his light and play away. This usually ended up with us getting upset having to tell him to get into bed 100 times and him getting upset because his book, puzzle or whatever ended up getting taken away. Now, he has a little extra time to do this before bed without getting in trouble.
At least for a while...

Every once and a while he takes his quiet time and gets tucked in before he weasels his way about of bed to take a little extra time. The rule, if you don't take care of your responsibilities after having 'quiet time' you won't get 'quiet time' the next day.

All that build up to bring me to this story:

Brian had tucked Camden into bed last night before leaving to run an errand, shortly after he was in bed I noticed that he had turned his light on. I went into his room and told him to get back into bed. He looked at me and quickly replied "but momma, I just wanted to read my book about Jesus. (Easter ABC's) I want to read my God book so it's okay." I couldn't help but smile. How can you fault a kid for one, wanting to read and two, to read about Jesus? I will confess, I let him leave his light on for a few extra minutes.

Trashcans & Photo Ops

The boys and I went outside this morning to pick up the newspaper and bring the trashcan back from the curb. Thursday is our trash day, in case you were wondering. It's not an important detail but I didn't want to leave you contemplating "why did they go out to get the trashcan?" I know the suspense would just kill you.

Anyway...
I let the boys play in the front yard for a little while which seemed like a big deal to them since we rarely hangout in the front. Deegan explored the flowerbeds, walked down the sidewalk and crawled in the grass.





Camden ran back and forth from our driveway to the neighbors as fast as he could only stopping to pick up "treasures" he found along the way. Thanks to his treasure hunting there is a pile of sticks, pine needles and leaves on our front porch.



While out front I attempted (yes attempted) to take their picture together next to the pumpkins, flowers and scarecrow we have by the front door. This is the best I got:



Great huh?
My solo attempts at a photo op were slightly more successful.

The Breakfast Boys

This is a picture of a boy who is very serious about eating cereal.



This is a boy who insists on using a spoon and feeding himself; because of this he ends up with more yogurt on his
head than in his tummy.

Happy Birthday Deegan

I am the mother of a three year old and a ONE year old!



I find myself sitting here trying to write about the last year and can't even believe that it has been a year since Deegan was born. I don't know where time has gone or how my chubby little baby turned into an independent toddler quite so quickly.









Deegan, my chunker-monker, you are such a sweet and funny little boy. You have the best expressions, sweetest laugh, give the best hugs and the sloppiest kisses. You are a terrible napper and love to bug your brother to bits; you want to go anywhere he goes and do anything he does. You are our good eater; you'll eat anything we put in front of you and cry for more. In fact, when you're hungry you'll go into the kitchen and scream while trying to climb into your booster seat. You love to be outside, dig in the dirt, play in the water,
swing and go for walks. You love to be held yet want to be put down the instant something interesting catches your eye.
You're funny, a flirt and usually a mess.



Your Daddy and I love you to pieces! You were the prefect addition to our family and, even though Camden loves to pick on you now, I know that he loves you and that you two will be the best of friends. You'll also probably beat the snot out of each other, but I think
that's just what brothers do.





Happy Birthday Deegan!

A Math Problem

2 Boys + 1 Slip-N-Slide = Oodles Of Smiles

Mud Bug

I love that he will jump right into a mud puddle (aka our empty flower bed) and practically roll around in it as he digs and explores. He always needs a bath after our backyard adventures but he has so much fun making a mess that it is worth the midday bath.