Snuggle boo

My little boo is the snuggliest of them all

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How silly are these little munchkins? Both kids came running out of my room on Monday, each wearing a pair of my glasses… and of course, thinking they were the funniest nuggets the world has ever seen.

Hemy Hem Starts School!

Apparently in January I wrote the title to this post, but never posted anything! Henry started school on January 23, 2018. He started going 3 mornings a week (8-1230), then we added a fourth day and as of yesterday, he’s going 5 mornings a week.

He’s doing great and has a little crew that consists of his friends Howie, Michael, Theo and Rosie. Unfortunately, Rosie is going to a different school now. Since Hem just moved from the toddler room to the 2k room, I’m sure his crew will grow and change in the coming weeks.

 

Buddy Turns 2!

20180602_095054My little baby is officially two years (and two days) old today. Although, if you ask him, 9 times out of 10, he’ll tell you he’s turning 4 (with a little smirk on his face). He will also tell you that his nearly 4 year old sister is turning 2.

I have SO much to say about my Henry. This boy talks NON-STOP. And not just babbles… but 6-7+ word sentences. He is a legit parrot. He loves to listen to a story or instructions and repeat them back. He’s the loviest love ever. Snuggles and hugs and kisses. He is empathetic. He is kind. He is polite (please, thank you, bless you, etc).

He’s also a bruiser.

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He loves to stick out his bottom lip and pout. He enjoys getting in trouble (help me!!)… sometimes he will put himself on a “break” – aka a timeout in his room. He will fake cry and then start cracking up.

He loves to play with his sister and often demands that she holds his hand in the car. He is somehow still nursing 1-2 times a day (I swore that I’d cut him off at 2… 2 days past and I’m not sure what the plan will be).

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Hem has his checkup this week, so I will post his stats, but here are a bunch of general updates.

  • Nicknames: Hem, Hem Hem, Hemy, Buddy, Moosh, Booshy
  • Words: This boy can literally say everything. I repeat, PARROT. He can count to 11. He sings his ABC’s… not perfectly… but SO well, relatively speaking.
  • Henry loves water. He will splash the shit out of anyone who comes near the bathtub. He just loves it.
  • Henry thoroughly enjoys watching baseball. He is always asking Grandpa Jeff to “watch baseball team for 2 minutes.”
  • He loves throwing balls “so high”… he walks around throwing balls hollering, “mommy, watch this!” “daddy, watch this!” etc…
  • Henry really enjoys reading books. He could literally read for hours. His current favorites are the Noisy Trucks Book, Dear Zoo, the Very Hungry Catepillar, and honestly, whatever else he can get his hands on. He went through a Goodnight Moon phase, but we haven’t read it in awhile. I need to pull that one back out.
  • His favorite movies/shows are Thomas the Train, Olaf’s Frozen Adventure and Moana. Yes, I did not stick to the no TV until you’re 2 thing as I did with Charlotte. Their personalities are so different. He doesn’t get as sucked into the TV as she does, but that could always change.
  • Henry LOVES fire trucks and biiiiiiig trucks and construction equipment and airplanes and pretty much anything that goes.
  • We bought Hem some balloons for his bday and he calls them his moons.
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  • Henry is funny. He LOVES to laugh. He loves to joke. He loves to be social. He honestly is just such a love. And, from about 18-20 months until now have just been amazing. He’s SO fun and so sweet and just such a cutie pie. He loves to hold hands and play. He loves to spend time together. He’s just a buddy.
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  • Henry is in a silly phase where he constantly has to tell people, “no, that’s MY MOMMY!”… says it to Charlotte, my parents, random people… I probably shouldn’t laugh, but I like that he gets defensive over me. I’m sure one day he’ll be trying to trade me in for a cooler version, so I’ll take the silly affection now.
  • Henry is a master stacker. He loves to build a big tower and then knock it over. He actually has great precision and can build a pretty high tower.
  • He LOVES outside. Playing outside, looking outside, etc. The boy is most definitely an outdoor boy.
  • Henry continues to love music. He starts dancing and screams out that he loves this song whenever he hears music in a store. He’s constantly singing, tapping, bobbing his head and shaking those adorable little shoulders.
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  • Henry is a MASTER eater. He just goes and goes and goes. His favorites are meat, cheese, berries, mango, pizza, toast… hmmm. Honestly, he’s not picky (as long as it isn’t green – grrrrr). The other day he ate 4 scrambled eggs, a piece of toast and some cereal for breakfast. He asked for more, but momma decided to cut him off.
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  • Henry’s poop saga has continued. He has terrible blow out poops that would literally blow your mind. I’ve seen many a stomach turn and jaw to drop in reaction to Henry’s pooping wizardry. We think it might be a dairy allergy and are working on it.
  • When Henry snuggles, he puts his little head on my (or whoever’s shoulder), sticks his butt in the air and wraps his tiny paws around my shoulders. I melt… every time.
  • Henry is the ultimate buddy. Like, that’s just the best way to describe him. SUCH a lovey buddy.
  • Henry continues to be the noisiest human ever. His voice is just so loud. People know when Henry is around.
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  • Henry loves to play in the sand. Mommy hates sand.

We had an amazing day celebrating Henry’s GOLDEN birthday this past weekend…

We woke up to streamers & balloons…

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We ate funfetti waffles…

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We opened presents (C gave Hemy a tool bench that she “paid for”… aka she earned the money to buy it by vacuuming the whole house!… She also gave him about 6 pieces of her own clothing… for when he’s bigger, of course).

 

We went to a little petting farm with Nan…

We had a picnic in the kitchen…

We spoke to family & played…

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All in all, it was a wonderful day celebrating a wonderful human. We can’t wait for his big fire station birthday party on Saturday!

Happy birthday, sweet golden boy. I love you beyond words. Thanks for being my Hem.

Teddy is Back! 

I’ve been trying to catch the recent love fest that is Charlotte & Teddy, but she’s been very hush hush about it… to the point of demanding “no photos or viyeos!” 

But, today I caught some of the magic…


I’m not sure what Teddy did to get back in C’s good graces, but he’s back in full force. (My fickle little munchkin.) She naps with him and even sweeter, she dances with him in the mornings.

Mark takes Henry to school in the morning at around 720/730ish, which leaves the morning for C and I. Most days, I’m struggling to get ready and unload/reload the dishwasher, so C listens to music while she eats and then spends the rest of the time dancing like a sweet little love with Teddy. Recent music choices: Mickey Mouse (which momma loathes) and Beauty & the Beast Soundtrack (Emma Watson version).

All in all, this makes me one happy camper.

First Haircut

At the ripe age of 3.5, Miss C finally got her first haircut… shampoo and all! All said and done, she did a pretty great job (WAY better than Henry, although that says literally nothing). 

She didn’t quite get the “straighten out your head” or “look down” OR “stay still” concepts, but whatevs! She wanted to look in the mirror, plus, the chick next to her had foils, which is weird for a hair salon newbie and obviously requires a few deep stares and quick glances.

Regardless, I think she loved it. When she saw her daddy, she told him that they cut “this side” (pointing to her hair on the left), but not “this side” (pointing to her hair on the right). 

C: “Or was it this side and not that side?” 

Me: I think she cut all of your hair

C: yeah. I think they cut all of it. 

Mystery solved.

Oh! And bonus, she got to slam a can of juice before her appointment and got a tiny toy airplane from a guy who worked there, which Charlotte informed us that “she always wanted.” See Charlie, dreams do come true 💕

My Momcomplishment

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A momcomplishment is a thing, right? It’s like an accomplishment, but even more amazing because you’re a mom and that makes even the slightest tasks more difficult. So, enter, the momcomplishment.

This past weekend, I had a big one (in my world).

Back story… I am not a naturally athletic human. In fact, I still think about the time – in middle school – when I got made fun of for prancing and/or frolicking like a deer instead of running during my B-Team basketball game. Also, I can still feel the dread that would plague the week leading up to the day we’d have to run the mile in gym class. I was always one of the last to finish.

I’ve always been more of a sidelines kinda gal… but not in a cheerleader way, because I didn’t care about sports in any capacity… but in the “I’m here to socialize… is there a game going on?” kind of way.

Now fast forward to my current world. Since October of 2016, I’ve been working out pretty regularly with my neighbor friend. Mostly about 3 times a week, sometimes 4. We’ve done Cross Fit, 9Rounds and Orangetheory (my current obsession). What started out as a way to lose baby weight has transformed into a pretty solid lifestyle change. We now (since the beginning of December) work out at Orangetheory 5 mornings a week and most days just love it.

So, my momcomplishment… last weekend I successfully completed my first Dri-Tri at Orangetheory… a 2,000 meter row, 300 body weight exercises (think burpees, squats, push ups, etc), and a 5k run on the tread ALL in 47 minutes (and 44 seconds)! I wasn’t the fastest, I wasn’t the slowest, but I was extremely proud of myself.

Exercise has become an amazing way for me to start my days with focus, energy, and accomplishment and this was just the first of many personal achievements to come. When I’m sweating my ass off in the morning, I’m not a mom, I’m not a wife, I’m not an employee, I’m just me, working hard for me.