Mmm yum!

It was really fun to watch it all play out but I’m guessing the clean up won’t be. I’ll let you know whenever that happens 🙊

It rained yesterday and filled the outside toy kitchen sink with water. We have a mole in the yard that was busy yesterday because there were little dirt mounds everywhere. 

The perfect storm. I watched as Timmys mind put it all together. 

“Mommy! Look! I’m cooking.” He went on to tell me that everyone was coming over and that this pie was for Uncle Tom and Aunt Sam.  That’s the cost for being the favorites. 😊

Can it get any grosser? Yes.

When the pie started getting a little too dry they went to the dogs water dish and filled up toy cups. Grace didn’t get the memo that the water was for the mud pie and before I could get over to her she was taking a sip. Ahhhh!

The chef & Sous Chef:





Today when I had to yell at Timmy not to kick his sister in the head he ran off saying, “I’m running away forever!” I thought this was a little dramatic and way premature. Isn’t it early for my son to be running away? He’s only 3!

Gracies new obsession is watching her baby on the monitor. Sometimes there’s not even a baby doll in her crib but she watches that baby like its her job, constantly updating me on the baby’s sleeping situation. 



For Saint Patricks Day we did nothing festive but I did make some green pancakes for the kids. Grace was a little less than amused by the gesture.



I looove having my sister Sam here. It’s like having a second mother for the kids. And when she plays with them it’s for real, like she is actually totally into it for herself. Making cakes in the pretend kitchen, painting like she’s Picasso.. I think the kids really appreciate that all in kinda playtime.



Major plus. After this paint session, she bathed them and cleaned up all the paint! What a blessing.

Then of course there’s Gracies latest fashion trends:

One sock, pajama shorts, 3 t-shirts and a bow!

Or a zebra headband and Timmys grasshopper shirt on top of her pjs.

We call it hamper diving now. Sometimes it’s clean clothes andddd sometimes not. You just never know.

But this is what it’s all about. Nothing convinces me more to have like ten, twelve kids than these moments.



Timmy screams bloody murder at anything with wings, including birds. However in his defense he did get attacked by birds at the zoo when he was eating lunch annnnd they stole his chicken nuggets. Bad birds!

Grace, on the other hand, HUGE fan. Lover of all things gross. Wants to give everything a kiss, where Timmy likes to keep a healthy distance. 

She fell in love with this {already dead} beetle.



And then there’s lizards… Good thing Uncle Tom is a master lizard catcher. Under his traing I think she will be catching them herself in no time.



Timmy says, “I love your eyes mommy, they’re so black and blue.” 😂

When Max or Grace cries Timmy runs over and starts singing them a Jesus song. IT IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER. His go to songs are “Come into my heart Lord Jesus” or “Jesus Loves Me”

Timmy fell asleep on the couch and Grace quietly snuck up right next to him and literally watched him sleep. 😍



Listening to them saying sorry to each other and the other one saying it’s ok without my prompting. Makes me feel like maybe they are listening to me.

Grace putting her tiara on backwards and sitting in the middle of a pile of Every. Book. We. Own. 



We’ve been spending a lot of time at the beach and every time I feel so blessed that this is my life. That I get to spend everyday with my favorite little people basically on vacation in paradise. And how thankful we are that Daddy works so hard to make this life possible for us.



A couple of weeks ago I woke up at 6am and decided to take the kids to Disney. Solo.

Probably sounds a tad bit crazy but I love Disney  and my kids do too. And surprisingly it was just as easy as going to anything else solo but wayyyy more fun. We had the best time!





Grace is totally obsessed with Timmy. Loooooves her big brother. 

She’s currently really into dressing herself. Today she came out dressed in Timmys {dirty} bathing suit. The shirt was inside out but still very impressive.



Then she went and laid on the carpet just like him to watch some Mickey.

And then she got alittle bit closer…



Seriously it’s the best just watching them interact.

I’ll push you Timmy as Timmy’s feet almost drag on the ground😂

if Timmy can be a monkey..

So can Grace!



Timmys lil shadow and side kick 💗

Tim has started what I thought to be a bad habit of laying next to Timmys bed every night until he falls asleep. So every night after stories and prayers, Timmy says, “Daddy are you going to help me?” He’s really only in there for 10 minutes and he falls right to sleep.

But when Tim has to work late and misses bedtime.. It’s a disaster! Timmy screams at the top of his lungs every excuse in the book. He’s hungry, thirsty, needs to go potty and then it’s I’m scared. I’m a sucker for that one because well I get scared too when Daddy isn’t home. So I scoop him up and let him sleep in my bed. 

Bad parenting right? Maybe not.

When you have more than one kid you lose so much of that one on one time with your kids. So what if it’s at 10:30 at night? This boy was so happy to snuggle up under my covers, grabbing my face and telling me he loves me soooo much. Telling me, “See mommy I’m not scared anymore!” and “You’re the best Mommy ever!”

Who could say no to that? 

And if I had, I would have missed out on this special one on one time. I wonder if that’s  what my husbands idea is behind laying with Timmy every night. That man is smart.

Slumber party selfies!



Sometimes my yard reminds me of a daycare. And now that we added the swingset it’s like a park in the backyard. My kids have way more than they need. 

So between the Barbie jeep powerwheel, the roller coaster, the cozy coups, a sandbox, the life size soccer goal and even the swingset, what do you think is their favorite?

DIRT!

Yes their most valued play toy is the dirt pile in the corner of the yard that the dogs have helped dig up. They literally bury themselves in it and add it to their hair. It’s totally gross and I want to tell them to stop but I can’t. They love it.





“What mom? Stop taking our pictures!”

My sweet Grace is growing like a weed. In her last update we had some concerns about her weight. At 18 months she was in the 3rd percentile at 20 pounds 13 ounces. And now in just over a month she’s 22 1/2 pounds! What a relief for this mama. Her iron level is also within acceptable range so we are so grateful. 

I’m a huge breastmilk supporter. I love everything about it, the best natural nutrition and the closest bonding time. However, in Gracies case it seems that the extended breastfeeding is what was preventing her growth. She was still using it as her main source of food and at 18 months it just wasn’t enough anymore. 

I had to quit cold turkey and the only tip I have is DONT sit down. I could hold her as long as I was standing. As soon as I quit she had a ravenous appetite, waking us up in the middle of the night screaming, “Mommy I want a banana!” First time I heard that on the monitor I bust out laughing. For a week we were waking up for midnight snacks. At one of our slumber parties we took some mommy daughter portraits ☺️



She’s quite the fashionista. I feel like she’s turning into a little lady way too quickly.



She’s super polite. When she burps she says excuse me and if she trips you she says sorry. I get so thrown back by her speaking without me prompting her. 

I forget all the time that she’s really not a baby anymore. It’s hard for me to imagine a house without a little baby and I Pray about it a lot. For some reason I just can’t get a feeling if we are done or to have more. I really want to just give this decision to God, as it should be. He knows what’s best for our little family. For now we are extremely blessed to have these two sweet munchkins.



Timmy is rarely a boy these days. For almost a week he was a dog. And by dog I don’t mean he walked around barking. The child takes this pretending business very serious. Kind of embarrassing and I’m sure he will {not} appreciate this story later in life BUT we caught him outside completely naked on all fours lifting his leg like a dog 😳. It was hilarious but we had to put an end to that real quick. He eats his food from a bowl on the floor, builds dog houses out of clothes hampers and of course he let me know that “mommy dogs don’t talk!” This meant trying to translate his barking into the English language. 

Since then he has been a cat, a turtle and of course Spider-Man. Spider-Man is by far our most dangerous character. Mostly because if Timmy is Spider-Man then so is Grace. That means two kids jumping from couches and beds. On the days that they are turtles they want to be in mommy and daddy’s tub and I have to throw pretend food into the water when they get hungry. 

Our most recent pretend adventure is Timmys driving skills. He’s always telling me to go right or left and straight. And now he has his own steering wheel. Of course only he can he can see it. Cracks me up.