At 20 weeks when the ultrasound tech announced “it’s a boy!!!” I couldn’t have imagined the amount of dirt, antics, and utter craziness that would become my Saint. I am so grateful for this kid, but why does he insist on bathing in dirt and exploring every. single. puddle? He accounts for 90% of our daily laundry. He’s been saying more and more words. I would say, he gets about two new words a day- the issue is he uses them exactly once then goes back to pointing and depending on the kindness of strangers. It’s really hard because he flashes those giant brown eyes and I forget to correct him- it’s a vicious cycle. I feel like I’m Carrie and he’s Mr.Big. I have got to get off of this emotional roller coaster but he’s delicious. I’m addicted to a mud flinging mini man who starts off every day asking for candy. “I want candy”….”MAMA! I. WANT. CANDY.”
On the exact opposite side of the spectrum there is this- my girl. Lately she’s been taking voice lessons and drawing beautiful drawings like it’s her job. She’s adding and subtracting numbers and learning a few sight words- and it’s all so grown up. I’m most impressed in her choice of friends ( because they’re awesome and so are their Mama’s) and the fact that Saint doesn’t phase her at all. She doesn’t seem to find him charming and she rarely falls for those puppy dog eyes. She’s an inspiration to me as it’s clear she believes in tough love. I’m learning so much from her.
(It was empty…mostly)
I love this picture above because you can tell how much they look like each other, and you know, Matt. They’re so kind to one another it’s so awesome having both a boy and girl- because they play in such different ways.
Sunny recently started spring season soccer.
We’re together so much that when I see people in Target with twins I’ll think- Oh I have twins! Oh wait…no. I don’t.
And pulling up the rear- is this little monster. I can’t wait for his turn! The idea of organized ball/mud/dirt/sweat/play is so appealing to my mini man.