Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Hey, Hey Jealousy
Last weeks Wordless Wednesday was ASA's 5 month photo. I shot the same monthly photo series of MRA; that is until spelling out the number of months became too dificult.
In the begining, it was rather fun to dress MRA up and sit him down. It became a little harder, however, once he could pick up the blocks and knock them over. It seems that I spent a lot of time setting up and resetting up the blocks.
Now, I am trying to do the same for ASA. And, at five months, it should be easy. Or so I thought. I did not count on MRA being a saboteur. You see, once MRA figured out that I was trying to take pictures of just ASA, he began knocking over the blocks. Then, he decided to start adding blocks to the set up. This is why there is an H on top of the FIVE MONTHS.
I gave up and let the H stay, took some shots and went on my merry way. Little did I know, MRA was not done with his brother just yet.
When I walked back into the room, this is what I found:
In the begining, it was rather fun to dress MRA up and sit him down. It became a little harder, however, once he could pick up the blocks and knock them over. It seems that I spent a lot of time setting up and resetting up the blocks.
Now, I am trying to do the same for ASA. And, at five months, it should be easy. Or so I thought. I did not count on MRA being a saboteur. You see, once MRA figured out that I was trying to take pictures of just ASA, he began knocking over the blocks. Then, he decided to start adding blocks to the set up. This is why there is an H on top of the FIVE MONTHS.
I gave up and let the H stay, took some shots and went on my merry way. Little did I know, MRA was not done with his brother just yet.
When I walked back into the room, this is what I found:
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Sunday, Sunday
Like most weekends, we had a long list of things we wanted to accomplish last Sunday. But, in a moment of spontaneity the likes of which we are unfamiliar with these days, we blew off everything and headed out to a waterside restaurant to enjoy the amazing weather.
Thankfully, I brought the camera.
When MRA was younger, people would ask who he looked like and our response was always, "My Dad." Then for a while, he didn't look like anyone.
Lately, though, I have begun to see myself in MRA. At least a resemblance. At least I thought so until I was scrolling through the photos I took yesterday.
This child is clearly his Daddy's son!
Thankfully, I brought the camera.
When MRA was younger, people would ask who he looked like and our response was always, "My Dad." Then for a while, he didn't look like anyone.
Lately, though, I have begun to see myself in MRA. At least a resemblance. At least I thought so until I was scrolling through the photos I took yesterday.
This child is clearly his Daddy's son!
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
On The Topic Of Things I Never Thought I Would Say
There is no shortage of these sorts of moments after one has kids. These thoughts, phrases, sentences just sort of come out of your mouth and leave you standing there, screwing your face up and thinking, "Wait... what? Did I really just say that?"
My most recent "Wait... what? Did I really just say that?" came last night whilst attempting to get MRA into the bath. Pre-bath is currently the only time he will use the potty. Last night, we started with our pre-bath routine. All was going as it should until he decided to hop up and get a q-tip to clean his ears.
You are probably thinking... whooooaaa Mama, a toddler with a q-tip? This is where the story is going to go awry. Annnnnd, you would be correct.
I was supervising and could see the q-tip wasn't making it into the actual ear so I was not too worried about him puncturing his ear drum.
There we sat, he on his potty, trying to clean his ear; me on my potty, supervising when... whoops, he began to pee. Now he pees on the potty nearly every night so this shouldn't be that exciting BUT he has never peed on the potty while holding a q-tip.
Which is when I found myself saying, "No, no. If you want to clean your ears, you have to keep the q-tip clean and you won't be doing that if you stick it in the pee pee."
Wait... what??? Did I really just say that?
My most recent "Wait... what? Did I really just say that?" came last night whilst attempting to get MRA into the bath. Pre-bath is currently the only time he will use the potty. Last night, we started with our pre-bath routine. All was going as it should until he decided to hop up and get a q-tip to clean his ears.
You are probably thinking... whooooaaa Mama, a toddler with a q-tip? This is where the story is going to go awry. Annnnnd, you would be correct.
I was supervising and could see the q-tip wasn't making it into the actual ear so I was not too worried about him puncturing his ear drum.
There we sat, he on his potty, trying to clean his ear; me on my potty, supervising when... whoops, he began to pee. Now he pees on the potty nearly every night so this shouldn't be that exciting BUT he has never peed on the potty while holding a q-tip.
Which is when I found myself saying, "No, no. If you want to clean your ears, you have to keep the q-tip clean and you won't be doing that if you stick it in the pee pee."
Wait... what??? Did I really just say that?
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