Every.single.day the boys are rowdy on R's bed. They throw all the stuffed animals around, jump on the bed, run from end to end, dance, and well just be two wild boys. It is all fun and games...
Until someone (or everyone) gets hurt...
This look that P has on his face, is a look that both of our boys make, perhaps too frequently.
Bedtime book reading with a lap full of boys, and a baby in the belly. Talk about a heavy load!
We have figured out every activity that can be done from the comfort of the couch. Every afternoon we have some couch snuggling, book reading, leap frog game playing, coloring, and letter writing.
R is holding "baby doll" in this photo, and just moments after taking this picture, R decided to ask P "how does a baby get in a mommy belly?" So P did what any genius dad would do when their 4 year old asks this question so prematurely - he dialed up Nana and had R as Nana this question. Nana's response - by the stork of course ;).
I am feeling pretty miserable. I don't get headaches, and I hate to be a super, mega complainer...but this is something else. I am beyond thankful that I am able to give our little girl some more "time to cook" but I hope that in the process she doesn't cook me too...just kidding...sort of.
Now for a few pictures to move away from the complaining.
and my rowdy R
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