Weight: 8.3 kg (55%)
Height: 26 in (45%)
Head: 17.22 in (60%)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
A Day At The Ice Park
Bo pushing Wes & Sam
Stuck in an ice bowl 
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Deep Thoughts
She who picks up a hot skillet with her left hand while wearing an oven mitt on her right hand gets burned.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Bo Is 4!!
It's hard to believe, but Bo turned 4 on Tuesday and we had an all out day of serious playing. He wanted to stay home all day and play so that is what we did.
I ignored all cooking, cleaning, emailing, working, laundry, phone talking and anything else mommy related and just played. It was fantastic. Sam even played right through his nap; too much fun to be had.
Throughout the day he was cracking me up with all sort of observations and questions like, "How come my clothes still fit now that I am 4?", and "Look how big my feet are now!", and "What can 4 year olds do?"
I tried to answer with something insightful every time, but after trying to glorify the fact that 4 year olds get to go to the dentist and him looking at me with crossed eyes, I stopped.
Anyhoo . . .Wes came home early to join in the fun but first we had a yummy birthday dinner of pancakes and chocolate-vanilla swirl cake. Bo's choice, of course.
Then came the presents. We gave him some new trains for his Thomas set, a Spiderman shirt that lights up (which he has worn 4 of the last 6 days, might I add), Spiderman socks, a Radio Flyer scooter, and a . . .
Yep, that's right. A SNOWMACHINE!! And he loves it.
By the end of the night he had already driven it up the pipeline and made a few laps around our yard. He is such an analytical kid that thinks through every little thing so we are not worried. He is definitely not a get-on-it-and gun-it type child. Sam on the other hand, probably will not be driving a snowmachine at 4. He would be one to ram it right into a tree.
And after ALL of that, Bo still woke up the following morning asking where all of his other presents he was supposed to get were? You see, for the past month, every toy commercial that came on TV, Bo would yell, "Mommy, Mommy, I want THAT for my birthday!!" and apparently he thought that meant he was getting them.
I wonder, does that mean he is spoiled or just naive? What do you think?
I ignored all cooking, cleaning, emailing, working, laundry, phone talking and anything else mommy related and just played. It was fantastic. Sam even played right through his nap; too much fun to be had.
Launching cars off back of couch, down ramp & into bucket
On Bo's list of things to do (which he stated first thing that morning): play cars, airplanes, trains, monster jam, and build a fort. And that is what we did. Plus have a picnic lunch in the living room of macaroni & cheese, grapes, wheat-thins with cream cheese and cookies for dessert. The boys loved it.
Throughout the day he was cracking me up with all sort of observations and questions like, "How come my clothes still fit now that I am 4?", and "Look how big my feet are now!", and "What can 4 year olds do?" I tried to answer with something insightful every time, but after trying to glorify the fact that 4 year olds get to go to the dentist and him looking at me with crossed eyes, I stopped.
Anyhoo . . .Wes came home early to join in the fun but first we had a yummy birthday dinner of pancakes and chocolate-vanilla swirl cake. Bo's choice, of course.
Then came the presents. We gave him some new trains for his Thomas set, a Spiderman shirt that lights up (which he has worn 4 of the last 6 days, might I add), Spiderman socks, a Radio Flyer scooter, and a . . .Yep, that's right. A SNOWMACHINE!! And he loves it. By the end of the night he had already driven it up the pipeline and made a few laps around our yard. He is such an analytical kid that thinks through every little thing so we are not worried. He is definitely not a get-on-it-and gun-it type child. Sam on the other hand, probably will not be driving a snowmachine at 4. He would be one to ram it right into a tree.
And after ALL of that, Bo still woke up the following morning asking where all of his other presents he was supposed to get were? You see, for the past month, every toy commercial that came on TV, Bo would yell, "Mommy, Mommy, I want THAT for my birthday!!" and apparently he thought that meant he was getting them. I wonder, does that mean he is spoiled or just naive? What do you think?
Friday, March 12, 2010
Max - 6 Months
Dear Max,
It has been 6 months since you came into our lives and I love you so incredibly much. It's weird though, because in some ways it feels like we just brought you home from the hospital, but in others it is hard for me to even remember life without you.
It has been 6 months since you came into our lives and I love you so incredibly much. It's weird though, because in some ways it feels like we just brought you home from the hospital, but in others it is hard for me to even remember life without you.
And even though we have already watched Bo & Sam experience all the firsts of babyhood, each one is just as special and sweet this time around with you. There may be less pictures and less in your baby book to prove it but that is not indicative of anything more than how crazy life with three boys under the age of four is.
You are now rolling all over the place but only to your right so I often have to peel you away from walls, table legs or bed posts. You are also sitting up now like a pro and eating rice cereal (but not very rigorously). You even started holding your own bottle a few days ago during feedings. You have an incredible sense of patience and are a very content, happy baby with the most infectious smile ever. 
When I look at you I see "family". It's an odd feeling really. One hard to describe. One I haven't felt before. But its a sort of wholesomeness or feeling of completeness. One that makes me smile and also cry. A feeling so deeply rooted that the mere thought of loosing it freaks me out beyond words but the prospect of holding on to it fills me with overwhelming warmth. More simply put, you are our last and with you we are five but with you we are one (it may sound cheesey, but I'm your mother and I'm allowed to be cheesey).
With that said, I am incredibly excited for the future and to watch you and your brothers explore the world together. If you are anything like Bo & Sam (or your dad for that matter), it should be an exhilarating ride.
Happy 6 months to you, Maxy, I love you.
Love, Mom
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