Faces

I wish I could put into words to explain my William. He has about double the amount of personality then any child I have ever met. He is something else. One of the things I love about him is all his faces! Through out my blog, I am sure you have seen some of his many faces. You can read his thoughts just by looking at his expressions. Lately, he has taken too walking around everywhere with his lips cheeks puffed out like so

He is such a character! Currently, he is also all about talking to his "JJ" (my mother in-law) on the phone. Using anything he can get his hands on - phone, shoe, doll, and pretend to talk to her through out the day numerous times. There have even been times where daddy has had to tell him over the phone "no Will, this is not JJ, this is Daddy", and he responds to this with "Hi daddy! I want to say hello to JJ".

(here he is getting a pretend phone call from JJ while out eating breakfast the other morning)

Weo weo, and Weo weo (or is it "Jamie")

He is my son

He is our family friend

He comes from a family of 3

He comes from a family of 8

He tackles

He catches

He Laughs

When he tickles

They are "Weo weo" and "Weo weo"

..... Or as Charlotte calls him "Jamie"

They both share the same name "William", but thanks to the name changing a two year old can accomplish, he bares the same nick name as my youngest son.

Even Jordan, calls him "Mr. Weo weo".

They have become the best of friends a two year old and a grown man whom is a family friend could have.

During this hard separation between my husband and myself, he has been a saint in helping me with anything I need. While Chase is underway, he looks after and hangs out with his significant other (who happens to be on the same boat as Chase), and back at home Both Will and I have become a team.

Today, as it happens, excitement is in the air for preparations for his other half, Danielle whom will be arriving home TOMORROW! Cakes are being ordered, cars are being washed, houses are being cleaned, and Will is constantly occupied watching his count down counter that he has installed on his phone. Danielle, who also happens to be a great friend of mine as well, has been completely missed by all.

I still have many more (not too many more) days until my sweet man comes home unfortunately, but with the Danielle and Will duo by my side, along with all my other great friends, the time is more prone to pass much more quickly.

And then there was One

The sun is out, there is a breeze in the air, and and all is quiet. Today I have the great advantage of spending the day with my sweet baby boy by myself. Unfortunately, I happen to be under the weather. My eldest and my daughter are at a birthday party enjoying themselves quite a bit I imagine! I think the farthest we will venture out side today will be the back patio for some fun with bubbles.

Have I ever mentioned how beautiful my dogs look in the glistening sun, heads held high with such intention? I am looking at them now, and it is just stunning. I wish I had my camera beside me to snap a photo. Out of all the dogs in the world, I am a true a faithful lover of golden retrievers. I guess that is why we own two of them.

What would a hot day be with out bubbles, a day in the yard with the dogs, and a Popsicle? We had a quiet moment outside with our bubbles and Popsicle watching the birds fly in and out of our yard.

What a nice opportunity this is to have nice down time with my sweet baby boy.

Sugar and Spice

Don't want it. What's this honey? Candy? Snack? Don't want it. Where's mommy? Where's daddy? Look! A bus! A airplane! Touch it! No, don't want it! Owie, hurt. More please. Don't want it. Open. Help. Outside. Don't want it. Mine! Woobi! Mine! Wassie! Mine! Max! Mine. What's this honey? Daddies! Owie! Here you go. Sip? Don't want it. Here you go. What's this honey? Mine people. No Jackie! Sissy's turn. Don't want it.

The daily ramblings and thoughts of my (almost) two year old. He also sings, but I have no idea how to even begin to write his tune/language when he sings. He is a perfect example of sugar and spice. He can turn from sugar to spice in minus two seconds. When he is sweet, he is the sweetest, most adorable, gentle, loving, and generous child. When he is hot, let's just say he is HOT! Never the less, he is my baby. When he is sick, he needs his mommies arms, his wassie (pacifier), his woobie (blanket) in one hand, and Max (his teddy bear) in the other. The same goes when ever he takes a nap, goes to bed at night, or even leaves the house. If you are laying on the couch, he will cuddle up right next to you, and lay his head on your chest or shoulder. He squeezes you so tight every morning, and exclaims "Hi!" as soon as you walk into the room. His version of "I'm sorry" to his brother or sister is in the form of a hug and kiss. He thinks that it is gross when Jackie licks his toes, and immediately wants them washed off. He sleeps in bed with his sister every night. He loves to help load the washer, and dryer when doing laundry, and he loves to throw his own diaper away. He hates sitting on the kitchen counter, but loves to watch the pop corn pop in the microwave. He thinks every time some one says the word "pizza" it should be screamed with excitement while throwing your hands up in the air. He thinks that ice cubes are "bubbles" and calls them such (thanks to his sister), and gets more joy out of leaves, flowers, and airplanes in the sky then he does playing at the park. When he wants to go venture outside, he simply tells you that he wants his "shoes on". He hates leaving the house, unless he is right out front or out back. He is very sensitive to his surroundings, and can become quite emotional. He thinks its a game when it is time to change his diaper, and when ever Chase or I use the restroom, he feels the urgency to celebrate by throwing his hands up exclaiming "Yay, Mommy (or Daddy)".

Sugar and Spice, and everything nice. Just what little boys are made of!

Sweet and Sour

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Yesterday Morning we woke up to William in a lethargic state, holding a fever of 103.7. We immediately took him into the doctor, only to go home with a diagnosis of "some sort of" infection. We are blessed that it was nothing serious, just a little confused on how it could spike a fever so high. He is doing much better now, still feverish, but nothing as severe as yesterday morning.

We had a wonderful service at Church today. We participated in confession, and heard a wonderful message about Pride. I continue to think to myself on this subject, and how it is so hard not to be proud. I admire people with true humility. What is a simple example of Pride and Humility? My husband made a statement about pride, and people who have it, feel the need to flash their resume to others in a conversation for validation purposes. Humility is not identifying with your achievements, accomplishments or feeling the need to bring them to social light when ever possible. It has to be something that you are, and not just something you do. I agree, and feel that pride is a flashy, and gaudy attribute to have. I am a victim of pride in a very bad way. For many years, I actually prided myself on being proud. I have recently discovered the true and beautiful state in being humble, and having true humility. I would love to change my ways, to change my entire person into a person that carries humility at the core of her being. Who would like to go on the journey to humility with me?

We are very excited about this up-coming weekend. Not only will we be celebrating Easter with my family, but we will also be spending some of the weekend with some friends of ours visiting some more friends on their farm. I can't wait to get photos of Charlotte, William and Jordan with some goats and chickens.

Sitting Pretty

My sweet babies, they carry so much love for one another.

Sibling touch down!

All in the name of LOVE

She opens

he shoots

he makes his move

he scores

Touch down!

Morning Greetings

Every morning, when I open the door to the babies room, I am usually greeted by a shrill yell for cheer from Charlotte as she hugs me then makes her mad dash out the door, and down the stairs for breakfast. William, since he has no free roaming abilities as of now, is still waiting patiently for me. He is ALWAYS set up with some toy, or book to read, courtesy of his sister. This morning, I was greeted with him wanting to read a book to me (the same one I heard him reading and practising over the monitor down stairs).

His version of the story lasted all about 45 seconds, when he closed the book, and stood up to announce that he was "ALL DONE".

He will be two here in a couple of months, along with his sister turning three, and the both of them will be in toddler beds. I fear that there will be no more of this sweet morning ritual that I love so much.

Until then, I will make the most of my sweet stories, and show and tells.

Frugal Activities for your kids

"Breakfast in the Rain"

It was raining this morning, and all through our house you could hear the sound of dozens of birds playing in its wetness. I thought it would be fun for the wee ones to eat their morning meal outside (under cover of course) with the entertainment and sounds of nature. The loved it. 

For Breakfast we had a thin toasted sandwich of butter and jam cut in fourths with a side of banana, and some delicious acai juice for complements. 

Peek-a-boo

This past weekend was a whirl wind for us. Saturday and Sunday were days filled with children non-stop running through the house, staying the night, playing games, and enjoying some fun filled laughter. This was the first time we ever had seven children under one roof all ranging from 19 months, 20 months, 2 years, 2 and half years, five, seven, and eight. It was purely delightful and chaotic! We were watching the children of two separate groups of dear friends.

Jordan and Brayden playing a fun game of peek-a-boo

no, he is not in time out. Brayden is counting while Jordan is hiding.

Rub a dub dub...

Ridley, William, and Charlotte in a tub

Practice with public speaking for William
and a little childhood wonder for Charlotte and Ridley

 Who doesn't love a little childhood magic? Oh, the places a bath tub can take you!!!

Dancing Babies

Just a small cut. A tiny milestone.

Earlier on tonight, we were outside with the kids hanging out with our friends. Chase looked over at Jennifer and asked her if she knew how to cut hair, and she jumped at the chance. 

A couple of minutes later, there was an extension cord with the clippers plugged in, and Chase was seated awaiting his four star hair cut in the middle of our garage. 

Needless to say she did a GREAT JOB on his hair!

Then, Chase got the idea to give William his first hair cut!!! He made one big mistake and pretended to William that Jennifer was hurting him during his cut. He became very upset for Chase and started to cry and wanted to comfort him. 

So when Chase placed William in his lap, and took out the clippers, he began to cry frantically. Between Chase, Jennifer and myself, he still wasn't in any mood to have those clippers near him. 

Chase had already run the buzzer through his hair, so.....

he had to finish. 

William was so upset, and we both wanted to comfort him, and debated on who was the one who would get to comfort him after. I was able to go over there and let him hug me for the duration of the hair cut, and that seemed to have calmed him down for the most part. My sweet boy was holding on to me with all his strength while my heart was hurting from his fear. 

There even came a time where I didn't care what he would look like, and took a picture to show to Chase how scared he was, but I knew Chase was right and we had to finish, or else it would have looked incredibly silly other wise. 

My shaggy little boy is no longer shaggy, and has a cute adorable hair cut that makes him look just ...... adorable! 

I am not one of those mothers who keep teeth, hair, and umbilical cords for memories, so I took a picture (Jennifer's idea) to keep as our memento from this milestone. 

My baby is growing up! 

This Little "Boy"

and this little "Girl"

Have a hard time learning to share.

Anyone have any suggestions?