Charlie's Laugh

My little man is getting so big. I hate it. I want him to stay small forever. Is that so wrong? I think it may be a control issue that I have but who knows. I am sad that he is growing right before my eyes and it is going by so fast. He is already almost 4 months old. Can you believe it? We go on Monday for a check up so I will post all the updates!

Sam on the other hand has literally EXPLODED with language. I say language because we truly aren't sure what language it is, just that he is saying words. He really is a Vietnamese Nail Technician so I am taking him with me next time I get my toes done to translate.

Wowza

You can almost hear the smart ass comment that would come out of his mouth next.

Christmas tree shopping with the boys.

My attempt to snatch Sam and take a pic. He has become VERY anti-paparazzi lately.

Ok--so I am going to post for postings sake. I was chatting with my mom's bff today and she said how much she liked the blog and I did feel a twinge of guilt for being so absent. I also said that for the most part all I wanted to write on here was the f word...over and over and over again but here is my best shot at a post.

I have neglected you...for that I am sorry. I miss my blog. I miss my time and I miss my DINK (dual income, no kids) lifestyle. But I was thinking the other day, as I was trying to gather myself, that I wouldn't trade my life for the world. I have two very attractive children and a pretty hunky husband. Even though I forget to close the door when I have to poo, I'm pretty sure he loves me anyway. He just doesn't understand that for the last 27 months (give or take the NICU), I have not gone to the bathroom by myself. I may have had a few moments of peace, but not many. It is amazing how much you lose of yourself or better yet, how much of yourself you are willing to give to your kids.

Greg keeps looking at me and saying that I look miserable and that he wishes that I wasn't in such a bad mood but the weird thing is...I'm not even pissy or upset. I am just so GD scatterbrained that it seems like I am miserable. Those who know me, know that I like to have a plan and that I am a pretty smart girl and I have most of the answers, most of the time but lately I have NOT been that go to girl. I am lost in my own thoughts of what has to be done and where did I have to be 10 min ago and why is the baby crying and what are we having for dinner and did I take my pill b/c God knows that's all I need right now!

Did I mention that my neighbor has forced me to read twilight and now I am hooked. So while trying to Christmas shop for a gazillion people, find good gifts for my husband, keep Cupcake Envy afloat and somewhat organized AND trying to raise two rambunctious boys....oh yeah, I am trying to read a SERIES of 700+ page books. I think I am headed for a breakdown....(Enter Tom Petty's song Breakdown).

Enter my attempt at a tutorial....