the many faces of baby A

mother's day

Love my peeps, and this grand adventure.

theys friends

Here in CO the warmer weather means drinking even more water, since we're out running around and any sweat you might produce typically evaporates super fast.  And then you add in the extra water since Baby A came along (can't have him going hungry!)...I'm consuming like 100 ounces a day.  It's a lot of water.

I attempt to use 1 glass and just refill it throughout the day, but yesterday...my glass kept disappearing.  As the extended sleep deprivation goes on (it's getting much better), I'm starting to forget unimportant things like...where did I put my keys?  did we run out of eggs?  what is my child's name?  what day is it?  where did I put my water glass?

And just when I thought I was losing my mind, I popped into the bathroom to pull my hair back and this is what I found:

So I wasn't going crazy.  P had been taking a cup each time I emptied it and left it on the kitchen counter, and I was just replacing it.  She claimed, 'Those cups, theys friends!  They want to be together.  I put them in a line!'  Then comes the beautiful smile, followed with, 'Can I have some more?'

nerf wars

We turned our hallway into a battle zone this week, during Baby A's morning snooze.  And while the peeps did suffer several shooter malfunctions, it was a large success.  They even learned to do somersaults and shoot as they came out of them...Dustin was so proud.

Reloading behind his pillow wall

Ganging up on Mommy

Not a big fan of getting hit (those discs couldn't possibly hurt).  Drama, drama.

 Maybe she should pursue cheerleading instead?  Yep, she already has pep.  

We've been working on the jazz hands.

cake making & a birthday boy

While the boys were out shoe shopping, P whipped up a birthday cake with me.

He's already 33. Starting to feel old. I'm loving the Hello Kitty band-aid on his wrist.

Happy Birthday, Husband.