Mommathon

I kid you not! We were at the doctor's office today and there was a sign hanging in the elevator about a seminar you could attend about new sterilization techniques. The clincher was that the flyer was printed on paper that had farm animals on it. I kept reading it to see if it was geared towards veterinarians or something, but no, it was geared towards women who want to be sterilized-like a cow!

Last night while Liam was taking his bath I noticed he was  closely inspecting the bottom of several of his bathtoys.  He then stated, "Mom, everything in Kansas is made in China."

Our good friends, Dana and Paul, welcomed their first child, Ava Grace, into the world today. We are so happy for you.

Colm poops every.single.time. we go to the bookstore.  It doesn't matter if he went two minutes before we left for the bookstore, he will go again once we are there.  He did it last night.  We had dinner at PLC and I had to change his diaper before we left.  We drove directly to the bookstore and within 15 minutes he needed another diaper change.  What is it with poopin' at the bookstore?  So, did I have any diapers with me? No, because I had already used the extra one I had at PLC.  So I let him go commando until we got home.  Luckily, he stayed dry.  What have I learned from this?  Always take at least three extra diapers to the bookstore.  One can never have too many diapers.

This is another activity that will keep them busy forever. We have a little sandbox at home, but take them to a park with a big sand pit or a sand volleyball court and they will entertain themselves forever. It's great. The only bad part is that there is a big clean-up factor. They always need a bath and a change of clothes afterwards and then I have to clean the bathtub, too. It's worth it!

Liam and Colm were playing on the couch cushions (again) and I hear Liam say to Colm in a very agitated tone, "I'm not playing with you any more you old stubborn goat!"

This is what my family room looks like every day. Normally this would really bother me, but it keeps them busy forever! They will build and rebuild, climb, fall over, cry and start all over again...and don't even THINK about trying to clean up the pillows! You will be met with tears and screams and shrieks as is you are destroying the Mona Lisa. My compromise is I pick them up at naptime and when they go to bed.