batman and fireman

I said, "Good job remembering to use your fork."

He said, "Yeah, I know. Cuz Batman has good manners."

While Batman was using his manners, the fireman kept saluting me and saying, 

"Yes, Sir! What do you need me to do now?"

now we just need to light the fire...

It was a beautiful day, so the boys were playing outside and I had the sliding glass door open to let in some fresh air.

I heard the words - "Now we just need to light the fire".

I know some moms that would go running outside as soon as they heard that. I'm not one of them. I finished frosting a cake, and then walked to the door to see this.

They set up a fire pit of styrofoam, boxes, and wood. 

Holy smokes these boys are cute. They are a lot of work, but I wouldn't trade them or their personalities for anything.

3 months

My handsome youngest man is:
~ weighing in at 13.5 pounds
~ sleeps 10-12 hours every night. I rarely even get up to give him a pacifier
~ smiles all the time. such a happy baby!
~ only likes to sleep in his bed. Just like Elias, he screams his little head off if I keep him from sleeping in bed.
~ learning to tolerate Raelynn more and more

those alligators

Elias is hilarious. Isaiah has never made up words or really mixed up words. So it's super funny to me the things Elias comes up with.

I had turned on the tv to find a show for Elias to watch because he was sick (again). There was show on HGTV, and they were talking about having to take an elevator up to the penthouse they were going to remodel...Anyway...

Elias said, "Mom, you know I'm afraid of alligators, right? Not the kind that bite, but the kind that close and go up. Those kind of alligators, Mom. Those are the ones I don't like. You know that?".

He has always called escalators and elevators alligators. Even when we correct him, he just keeps on calling them alligators. It cracks me up every time.

I should keep a book on my counter called "Elias-isms". Then I can quickly write down the things he says.

there are four...

I'm so behind on updating our life. I have so many posts started, but need edited pictures or less pictures or something.

But I just have to say, sometimes I look at my kids and think to myself, "Holy crap! There are four of them!".

I'm not sure why I'm still surprised.

But I am.

And I love each of them so so much.

Even when they are all crying at once!

this phase...

The phase of life we're in is...interesting.

I have nothing profound to say. No secrets of how to handle 4 at once. I love our chaos. I do. I love it all. I laughed today when Bryan got home from work because I was holding a screaming baby, with my hair falling out of my pony tail, no shower, and I couldn't even remember if I'd brushed my teeth (I know, totally disgusting). I was just proud of myself for remembering to pull meat out of the freezer for dinner! It's the phase of life we're in.

I woke up this morning and hit the ground running. Raelynn is teething and has been crazy temperamental. I mean, the girl throws herself on the floor with kicking and screaming at the word "no" or "just a minute". Holy hannah. Do not get on this girl's bad side. She will scratch your eye balls out...Seriously. She tries to scratch and bite when you don't do what she wants at the exact second she wants it. Terrible two's a bit early, I believe.

Simon woke up totally soaked. I was thinking it was his diapers, but he has woken up soaked multiple times lately. It finally dawned on me that he's a little boy - gotta point that little thing down when you put the diaper on. How did I forget that? Dare I reveal that it took 3 outfits and bedding changes TODAY for me to remember that little trick?

Bryan left a half cup of coffee on the dining table. Raelynn loves coffee. She just jumped up on the chair and started "yumming" it up. Yup, my baby girl was drinking coffee. I usually would take it away right away, but I was feeding Simon and thought, "Whatev. It won't kill her". The next thing I know, she had hopped up on the table, made herself comfortable, dumped the coffee into a water cup, and then accidentally kicked the cup. She was soaked, the table was soaked, and the floor was soaked. Oops.

I've been trying so hard to get out of the house more than once a week. It's difficult because Simon likes to sleep in his bed, so he's pretty much unhappy anytime I take him out. When Elias was like that, it totally stressed me out, and I wouldn't go ANYWHERE. I always stayed in because I figured it was easier than trying to quiet him everywhere we went. Now? Well, I just pass Simon off to whoever is around, and I don't let the fussing stress me out.

Oh this phase of life is CrAZy, I tell ya, pure CraZY.

things you'd only do with your 4th...

Lay him on a pile of laundry because it's closer than his crib...and you have to pee super bad....

Let him use the same pacifier for more than a day without washing it and sanitizing it...

Leave him in the same pj's even after he spit up on them a few too many times...

Let him cry a little longer because that laundry piled to the ceiling needs to get started...

Let him go a few too many days without a bath....

Pop that pacifier in at 3am, hoping it will do instead of a feeding...and it does the job because he's a perfect little boy....

All that because you realize that he will survive.....It only took me 3 kiddos before him to get that figured out!

Now a little disclaimer, this little man is loved on very much...he's just not as clean as the other ones were at his age. ha!