the many faces...

can you blog with a baby in your lap? we're about to find out.

somehow i goofed on our schedule today, so owen is sleeping and abby is not. rats!

and let me tell you: homeboy needed that nap. yikes. he's been in rare form today. only the sad part is that lately it's not been that rare. we've gone back to a quick catnap in the morning and a longer nap in the afternoon, and days that he doesn't get that catnap can be pretty scary. growth spurt? who knows.

yesterday after our grocery store run, i unloaded the groceries and had to feed abby. owen was happily playing until he got TOTALLY bent out of shape about the new box of Tide not going where he wanted it to go and started pitching a fit. i descreetly tried to capture the tantrum on camera to send to mike, but the light on my iphone turned on indicating that i was filming and this is what happened...

that video tells me 4 things:

1) someone is very comfortable in front of the camera

2) stardom trumps tantrums

3) he has perfected the fake smile along with "cheese"

4) he LOVES to eat blackberries. could you tell?

owen, abby and i made a quick trip to san antonio last week since mike was out of town on business. while we were there, owen was SO delightful. i told my mom to remind me of how delightful he was next time he was on a streak of not-so delightful. mom, now is that time.

some mornings he and i have breakfast together at his "big boy" table. he thinks it's pretty awesome.

and i think little red haired boy in footy-jammies are pretty awesome. 

and sometimes while i'm sitting at the dining room table nursing abby, he'll join me.

here he is reading babywise.

perhaps he'll have better luck than i've had getting abby to sleep longer stretches at night.

when i look at pictures of him smiling so sweetly and happily, i wonder how that same kid can throw himself on the ground or launch a car across the room in a fit of toddler rage. but he can. some days i feel like i discipline him ALL day for the SAME thing. i'm trying to see that as God giving me plently of opportunities to reinforce the lesson...but some days i would just rather beat my head against the floor instead.

motherhood has taught me several things, but this one in particular: NEVER SAY NEVER. i used to look at people's kids and think, "my future child will never do that." for example, "my child will never bite me on the frozen vegetables aisle at HEB." wrong. "my child will never launch a tv remote at my head." wrong. "my child will never throw himself on the ground in a fit of despair." wrong. "my child will never slap a fork out of my hand." wrong.

oh parenthood...you are so creative in the ways that you keep us humble.

abby girl is doing well. and eating well.

can you tell?

we have her 2 month visit on thursday and i wouldn't be surprised if she's almost 13 pounds.

she is the most serious little baby. she's starting to smile and "talk" to us a little bit more, but most times she looks just like this. brows furrowed and a little tiny scowl on her face. polish grandmother...i'm telling you.

mike and i died laughing the other night as we tried to capture her many faces...

prepare yourself.

the many faces of abby:

 bless her heart.

this one at least captured part of her cute little smirk that she has.

as i was going through my phone pulling pictures off, i came across this one. i asked mike last night, "how do you take a screen shot picture on our phones?" and he said, "i have no idea. but it looks like owen has figured it out!"

that little weasel. he LOVES to play peekaboo barn and will often bring me my phone saying, "peek. peek." we "facetime" with mike sometimes, so now when owen talks on the phone he holds it out and looks at it while he talks. we're raising children of the space age.

unfortunately we aren't in the space age yet, so there is no rosie a la jetson family to come clean up my kitchen. i guess i'll have to go do it myself :) i have a yearly tradition of baking pumpkin breads for mike's co-workers each thanksgiving. i got a late start this year, so i have 17 loaves to make by friday. whoops.