Pre-Valentines....

Seems like we were just gathering these little lovebugs together for our Christmas party...fast forward a few weeks and it is already Valentines. I think it is safe to say this is probably the very best picture we have ever got of the 8 of them. Its amazing. I can't believe they cooperated. Usually the only two looking at the camera is Lance and Carson. And we seriously got all 8 in this picture...what the heck. Granted they aren't all smiling quite right, but thats okay, we'll take it.

You pretty much now how these parties work...we craft, we game, we share Valentines, and we eat. End of party. Haha, I really am gonna keep this one short and sweet though. Its late and I still want to watch the Bachelor. So I think I'll just let the pictures do most of the talking...


This kid...he sees the camera, tilts his head and gives me his best smile. He makes life easy.


then again I like my Valentines with just a little bit of sass...and this one has got some sass.


this one ain't nothin but sweet. He's to busy though....much to busy. No smiles here.





Valentine picture frames...bet you can't guess who's is who. Everyone else dabbed their paint on...not Lincoln. He smeared that stuff in.





Pin the heart on the bee. I have no idea what a bee has to do with Valentines, but heck it was $1.00. Sold!




Conversation heart twister. Lance and Cars were the only two that understood this game and unfortunately by the end of it they were both almost in tears. They said it hurt and was to hard to not fall. Guess we aren't quite ready for Twister. Stupid Teri...what the heck was I thinking.


I redeemed myself with the treat bags though. They liked those alot.


And our treats...only Jen would serve us strawberry milk in little decorated Mason jars. Honestly...how freaking cute is that.


tears all around when the party comes to an end....


wait a second, this wasn't the end. This was right smack in the middle. Not sure if this was the time that he lost his yellow starburst, or the time he had to hand out his Valentines (didn't want to part with those suckers), or when someone used the sticker he wanted, or the time I told him he had to much paint...I don't know. He cried and threw fits multiple times throughout the party. So your guess is as good as mine.


Ya know what they say...every party has a pooper, thats why we make sure and invite Lincoln boy.

Love you Lincoln boy!

happy Valentines to all of you.

10 on 10....February 2012

Bout that time...10 pictures taken throughout the day on the 10th of each month. I will go ahead and apologize for the unexciting day we have got here. Friday is my one full day at work, and lets just say it was kinda a struggle coming up with some good shots. So here you go...


Warm, little body all snuggled up to me when my alarm went off this morning. Hard to pull myself away from him and head to the shower.


The boys are packed up for the day and ready to head out. The babies go to my mother in law's and Carson goes to Ashley's so she can take him to and from school.


Headed to work.


Snuck some candy out of Carson's school valentines pile...he'll never know. hehe.


Home for lunch. Spent my hour picking up the house a bit, unloading the dishwasher, changing laundry and of course making beds.


Back to my spot.


My honey stopped by with a small snack for me. Large, and I do mean large vanilla coke and my favorite coconut/chocolate chip cookie. Little pick me up!!


Our big boys went to the movies with their Uncle Gus and Aunt Shalae, so me and the wee one went with Thiago to his boys' soccer game.


Met up with my inlaws at Boston's for a quick dinner.


Back at home, little prep work for a Valentines Day party tomorrow....

Happy 10th!

That makes 12

And thats a wrap friends....final post featuring the babe and the mouse. The babe turned one and as much as the mama wants to continue her monthly updates of the little guy the mouse is putting his foot down. We are done here people. So for one last hurrah....

I give you the last 12 months.


1 month... (insert big sigh and small tear)


2 months...


3 months...


4 months...


5 months...


6 months...


7 months..


8 months...


9 months...


10 months...


11 months...


and 12. He's going out with a bang...could that smile be any cuter. I think not. I am sure most of you aren't going to miss these posts at all. All I do is talk about how my baby is pretty much perfection, I am sure you are all getting sick of hearing it. Oh well, if a mother can't gush over her own child then who can, right??





Yep, he is the sweetest of all the sweets (I made up that expression, I think Thiago thinks it is ridiculous..haha)

The kid is growing and changing every single day. 1 year olds. Holy heavens, who can keep up with them. This kid is wearing me right on out. Thats okay though, its all for the cause.



He's busy...I swear his eyes bug out of his head about 50 times a day. Whether he sees toys, or phones, or food, or remotes, or toilets, or doors opening, or whatever. His eyes just about jump out of his head if he sees something that catches his interest. Which at 1 years old, that is pretty much everything. Then he beelines it on over just as fast as those little knees will move.


Testing out his walking skills. I think he is still awhile off. He is pretty chicken when it comes right down to it. Doesn't make much of an effort. He likes his walker, well kinda. He gets it stuck up against walls and such and can't figure out how to get it turned around, and then he just ends up mad.


He is getting so much personality. Ya know how all the sudden they change from a baby into this little person. I know that probably doesn't make much sense. It just seems like he is coming into his own, and his personality is starting to just shine on through. Its adorable.


Playing with dad and Lincoln boy.


Love it..


Instead of just sitting back and letting his brothers have all the fun, he is starting to join in on their play. This particular night, Lincoln thought Drake's head look liked a good spot to balance objects on. Drake didn't mind.


This is a goody. Not one second after I took this picture, Lincoln stole the lightsaber from Drake and boy did he have a meltdown. He was not happy about it.


Pulls himself up to everything.


Yep, everything. Makes me so nervous cause he is constantly losing his footing and taking falls. He loves to pull himself up to our coffee table, but the other day he lost his balance and fell forward and hit his mouth on the corner. It bled and he cried. It was super sad.



This kid, I could just bop him for his sleeping habits though. He has turned into the worlds WORST sleeper. He barely naps, I swear I finally get him down and he is awake a half hour later. He is just so sound sensitive and wakes up to anything. When he does fall asleep on his own (usually I have to rock him) it is always in odd places.


I think I need to be done nursing him. This kid is spoiled. If Thiago is holding him he is asleep in minutes, but if he is with me all he wants to do is suck. Makes me crazy. Thinks I am a binki or something.


I seriously dread nights lately, cause he is so dang naughty. Worse than a newborn. I really need to just wean him, I think it would make a world of difference and maybe I could start getting some sleep again. Little stink.


All in all, he remains an absolute joy. He is just a ray of sunshine and brings so much happiness into our lives.

He is most definitely a keeper.