Snow Day! Snow Day!

Have any of you ever seen the Starbucks commercial that played this past holiday season. It was some big city that had no snow, so everyone was making paper snowflake kites and flying them in the sky. The song that played with the commercial would sing "snow day, snow day". For some reason Lincoln LOVED this song. He would go around singing "snow day, snow day". Even now, 2 months later he still sings this. So when we woke up Saturday morning and saw this....








the words "snow day, snow day" popped right into my head. And we sang them all day.


It was indeed a winter wonderland. What kind of parents were we if we didn't take our boys out to play. They were begging, and Thiago couldn't let them down. So they bundled up and out they went.


Their plan was to build a snow fort. This was Thiago's favorite thing to do when he was little. I think he was more excited about it then the boys. Well, probably not...but still.


Mapping out their idea..


One very good helper.



And then this one. Didn't really help much. However, he had his own fun.


Brev came over to join the fun.



They worked, and worked and worked. Poor Thiago was a little stiff this morning from all of his kneeling and bending and digging.


As for me and this little dude.....we hung out in our nice, cozy, warm home.


While Drake napped, I snuck out to snap a few pictures and then came back inside to enjoy my nice quiet house while I organized some pictures I just got developed.


Unfortunately, about 45 minutes into their playing....this one got sent back inside. He lost his privledges out there. Wouldn't stay out of the road and kept trying to take off his snow clothes. Back inside he came.


These three though, they stayed out til the job was complete.


One totally awesome snow fort...perfect for launching snowballs. Made for 2 very happy little boys and one exhausted dad. Good job honey.

It was a lovely snow day.

One Month Old..

I want to cry just typing that. One month old already. My goodness, it went fast with Carson and Lincoln but seriously.....where the heck did this last month go. You think how looong that last month of pregnancy went, and then they are here and time starts flying. Slow down sweetheart, your momma doesn't want you growing this fast. You seriously get about 6 weeks worth of newborn stage and then they are an infant. I hate that.

Anywho...my sister does the cutest thing with her baby girl. As each month passes she takes a picture of her daughter with a stuffed owl. They are now on month 9. It is so fun to look back and see how much her little girl has grown sitting next to that owl. For us its Mickey Mouse. So those were a few shots of Mickey and Mr. Drake at one month old.



A few more facts about this boy of mine.
-He is a pretty good baby, pretty good. Not great, but good. He started out very good, slept all the time and would hardly ever fuss. Even when he wasn't being held. The older he gets, he becomes a little more high maintence. He REALLY enjoys being held and snuggled. I can set him down in his bouncer or swing for about 20 minutes or so (if he is fed and happy) but after that 20 minutes he will start letting you know that he would like some attention. Makes it hard when I am in the middle of something (which is always).

-Is a super great eater. Latched on from the very beginning. He has a tendency to get awfully comfy when nursing, I find myself waking him up quite often so he will keep eating. However, on a plus side...he doesn't spit up AT ALL. After Lincoln, this is most welcome.


Next to me and Thiago, his most favorite person in the world is his aunt Ashley. All babies love her. I think they sense her soft, patient ways. She can calm him down instantly. 2 minutes of being in her arms and he is sound asleep. Its sweet.



Drake had a big month, meeting lots of new people. One of his favorites (or my favorites) is his Great Granny O. He also met his Great Grandma and Grandpa Williams, but I forgot my camera on that day.


Poor child....he endures a whole lot of lovin from this kid. Lincoln (sigh) he means well, but oh my heavens is he annoying. For the most part, I am so proud of how he has handled this new baby. He is not jealous, AT ALL. He loves him so much, a little too much. He is always in his face, always kissing him, always trying to hold him. The minute I get Drake asleep, here comes Lincoln to give him a great big sloppy, loud, rough kiss. I can't even tell you how many times he has woken him up.

He also thinks he is allowed to pick him up. The other day I was in the kitchen making dinner, Drake was in his little travel swing and he was starting to fuss. Next thing I know Carson is screaming at me hysterically "Mom, Lincoln...the baby, the baby". I look over and here comes Lincoln packing baby Drake on over saying "he's crying, he's crying". He was 2 steps away from our tile floor, I freaked. I know he means well, but honestly. I have to watch him like a hawk. Poor Drake.



He's gorgeous. I know I am probably biased but I think he is the most beautiful sight. He is his dad, and I couldn't be happier. His skin is so dark and he has the most beautiful complexion. His eyes are like big black pools, and all that hair in the back. Black as coal. Not a whole lot in the front, but he already needs a trim in the back. Yeah, he's beautiful.


One spot that I can always count on to buy some time is his pack'n'play right beneath his mobile. He loves this thing, just sits and stares at it. All propped up in his boppy.


Still sleeps about 70% of the time. Especially when we are out and about. On the days I have errands or taking Cars to and from school, he sleeps ALOT. He loves his carseat. The minute he gets in, all is quiet an good and he is sound asleep. I like it.


At night, he sleeps in his boppy. I put him in it when he first goes down about 9:00 or so. He usually sleeps til about 2:00, and then I feed him and he sleeps again til about 4:00...then he is awake every hour and a half or so. Not bad, but not great. However, he is a dang quick eater in the middle of the night and always is back asleep within 15 minutes. I can handle that.

So thats my little squeeker bug at one month old. My goodness, how we love him. He is such a joy to me. Such a perfect, little blissful joy. So lucky to be his mom. Happy one month old baby boy. Love you more than words can say.....

Oh, Lincoln

I'm glad its Monday.

It was a loooong weekend.

I know that doesn't sound quite right, usually I love the weekends. This one was just not so great.

Thiago left Thursday night for St. George. His soccer team had a tournament down there over Presidents weekend. He just got home tonight. Which left me with my three little darlings, ALL weekend long.

Carson has yet another cold, don't worry that he had one not 6 weeks ago....doesn't matter I guess cause he's got another one. Fever, red chapped lips, nasty cough. It's been fun, poor kid.

Attempted to get Drake's newborn pictures taken. It didn't go well. At all. I won't go in to details, but it was a freaking joke. We will try again this Saturday, wish me luck. Lets hope it goes a bit better than round 1.

Ashley's husband was out of town for the same tournament so we hung out alot together. Her and the kids even slept over a few nights. We tried to stay up after the kids were asleep and watch movies. However, I don't think I made it through much. Newborns and sleep aren't really a good combination so the minute the lights go out these days, I am sound asleep. Sorry Ash.

Now for the reason behind this posts title. Oh Lincoln. What am I going to do with this kid. Look closely at his nose in this picture, does it look weird??? Slightly puffy, swollen, and bruised. Cause it is.

Yesterday we were at my moms house. Lincoln was trying to reach some M&M's on the counter. He climbed on a barstool that was pushed out from the bar. He reached out and WHAM. Fell and landed smack down, right on his nose. It bled, and it bled, and it bled. And he cried, and he cried, and he cried. Now this kid gets hurt ALL the time, all the time. However, he usually whimpers for about a second and then is off on his way. Not this time, I have never seen a reaction quite like this. The poor kid cried for so long and so hard that his whole little body was in a sweat. His nose immediately puffed up and made it hard for him to breathe. He was gulping air through his mouth, cause he couldn't get it through his nose. I was so afraid that he had broke it. My moms husband used to be one of those ambulance guys....whatever they are called. He knew all the signs and symptoms for broken noses as well as concussions. He reassured me that Lincoln had neither. I thought for sure he would wake up this morning with raccoon eyes, but he didn't. Thank goodness. Just a little puffy still and slightly bruised. I tell you what...this kid is going to turn me grey. Quite the child.

So honey is back, and the 4 of us survived without him. Barely. Glad he's home.

Two visits to Primary's

Unfortunately, our little family had to make a return visit to Primary Children's Hospital. Actually, not just one...but two. First up, was my little bug...


Last Monday, we had to take Drake down for an ultrasound on his kidneys. At my last prenatal visit, right before Drake was born, my doctor saw a little reflux on his right kidney. This has a name but of course I don't remember it. It basically means backed up urine in his kidney. His right kidney to be exact. My doctor said this is sometimes seen in newborns and usually clears up on its own. However, to make sure and mention it to my pediatrician cause it should be followed up. So of course I did, and my pediatrician ordered the ultrasound. All is well. He actually does have a little build up in BOTH of his kidneys, but not a concerning amount. The radioligist seemed confident that it would resolve itself and was nothing to worry about. My pediatrician agreed. So Drakey bug is just fine.


Next up was this little guy. We were scheduled today to meet with Carson's cardiologist and have a repeat echo done. For those of you who are unaware of Carson's heart problem, read here.

From here on out we only need to do the echo's yearly, but because it was a new diagnosis and they weren't sure how fast his valve was expanding they wanted to check it 6 months later. Everything looked good. There was no signifigant change between the two scans, which means the valve is expanding slowly. That it what his cardiologist predicted but we wanted to just double check, just to be on the safe side. So for now all is still well.

As I have mentioned in the attached post. Primary Children's is no place you want to end up with your child. As we were parking the car today, I turned to Thiago and said "lets hope this is our last visit to this place, for a year anyways". I was so relieved to leave with two clean bills of health. For Drake and Carson. I know Carson's is still something we need to watch but for the time being he is a normal, healthy child and I am grateful for that. So grateful. So hopefully no more Primary Childrens for us....til next February that is.

Valentines.....

Happy heart day!! Did you all enjoy all the pink and red, and cupids and hearts, and candy and flowers?? Our day was pretty quiet and uneventful. Just another mom and three kids Monday. Did all the usual...ya know school, grocery shopping, laundry, a little cleaning, made dinner. Blah, blah. Did try and throw a few fun things in there though, wanted to make it special for my three tiny little lovebugs.




Carson....lovebug #1.



Lincoln...lovebug #2. Although this little lovebug better watch it, or he might get squished. He hasn't really been on his best behavior lately, kinda naughty....even for Lincoln.



And little lovebug #3, Drakey-bug. Although maybe someone needs to remind him that he is the youngest of three kids, and it just isn't possible to have a mom that holds him all the time. This kid needs to learn how to self soothe. Don't worry, I'll teach him quick.


Did you want to see a close up of his shirt...here you go. Chicks dig me, yep that is for sure. At least in his moms case...even when all he does is fuss. I still dig him.


Anyways, back to our day. I hung out with these two in the morning....


while this one went to school. Where they had their valentine party. Where he got a bag full of valentines from his little friends. He went through the entire bag the minute he got into the car. Opened up every piece of candy (flipped out when I asked him to share with Lincoln), took one bite out of each candy and then threw the rest away. I could have told you that would happen. He isn't really a candy kid, although the idea always appeals to him. Great big waste..considering me and Lincoln are defintely candy people.


After school we needed to do some major grocery shopping, however we decided to meet Ash and the kids for lunch first. Wendy's...where else. What do you expect when you ask the little lovebugs what they would like for lunch. Yum.


Headed on home...where I took this adorable picture of my little ones. Quite cute, isn't it.


Enjoyed some valentine baking...homemade oreo's with pink and white frosting. Carson is a big fan of food coloring, if it were up to him the frosting would be red, yellow, green and blue.


Waited for dad to get home so we could give them their valentines...



where they got what else but new chuggers...and some candy.


Another little valentine surprise from my mom. Every year, my mom brings their valentines by. She leaves them on the front porch, rings the doorbell and runs. The big kids all know it is from her and papa Deano but they play along. Well, my mom was up the day before and just left the valentines with us. She told us to just ring the doorbell and pretend like it was her. So when Thiago got home that is what we did. Thiago rang the bell and then ran back in through another door. Carson was so funny. He knew his surprise would be coming and he knew it was Grandma Tereasa. The minute the bell rang, he booked it to that door. Opened the door, ran straight past his present and down the driveway looking for Grandma. To say he was mad that he couldn't find her would be an understatement. He just couldn't figure out why she was so fast, and why she just couldn't come in and say hi. I just laughed and laughed at his reaction and then called my mom as soon as I walked out of the room. What a kid.


Once Cars got over not seeing my mom, he settled down and enjoyed his prize. What a cute mom I have.




No wonder they love her.


Here's what Drake got...bottles from me and the little bear from my mom. Exciting, I know. He needs the bottles though for when I start to pump.


Sad, the only picture of my number one valentine. Poor guy. He is the most important out of them all, yet got the least attention. Here we are, posing for a quick picture together. Me in my hoodie, with my hair pulled back, baby slobber all over my shoulder, my nails chipped, makeup barely done....and him in his t-shirt and shorts on his way out for soccer practice. Yep, Valentines was romantic for us. I saw this bottle of sparkling stuff at the grocery store and picked it up for us. However, we didn't even open it. Sad. My brother in law (who has been married for just 2 years, no kids) asked us what we were doing for Valentines. Thiago and I looked at each other and laughed. Thiago said this is about it, remember we have three kids and one is a newborn, not to exciting for us. Oh well. One day we will look back on this stage in our lives, where all we do is change diapers, fill sippy cups, read bedtime stories etc, etc, etc and we will miss it all. One day, we will sit across from each other, all dressed up at some fancy restaurant on Valentines...and we will give anything to have these days back. Love you honey, thanks for being my number one!! Love you now more than ever, and don't you ever forget it.


I leave you with one more picture of the little lovebugs...cause I just think they are too stinkin cute!!


Wait, this one's cute too. Okay, thats enough.