Latest on the Boys

It's been a while since I've gushed over, bragged about or shared funny stories about the boys.  It's time for an update.  I read my friends' blogs about their sweet babies, and all the fun milestones reached.  I soon realized that I'm not documenting my kiddos milestones.  And, frankly I feel like I miss some of them too as life seems to be flying by.  So, here we go:

Ryan:
A few funny things he's said lately,
"Samuel, I'm cross with you."  (no idea)
"Jesus has a bike."  (Said when I informed him that Jesus doesn't need a car). 
"Mama, it's not Christmas anymore." (said in hopes I might just say, "yes it is")
"I want ice cream.  Mama, I love you."  (I'm onto him)
"No nap for Ryan.  Right Mama?" (on weekends.  So, I just tell him he doesn't have to nap, he just has to go lie down for a bit...he bites everytime).

He recently moved up to the 3B classroom.  "Letti's class"  He's so happy to be in "Letti's class" that he'll ask me every morning if he'll be going to "Letti's class" (said in a needing-a-confirmatory-yes kind of way).  I love the classroom.  He fits in there well, and is actually NAPPING again. 

He does NOT like it when Samuel plays with his toys.  We're definitely in the drudges of fighting over toys.  I hear it gets worse.  I love being a mom.  I love being a mom.  I love being a mom...

Samuel (nicknamed:  Pig Pen):
The kid got tubes, got his first hair cut, and is full on walking!  I did remember (to remember) when he started walking.  And, the answer to that is at 13 months!  He doesn't nap well at school, and is a heavy napper at home on the weekends.  We get home from work/school around 5:30, and he's in bed by 6:30 and will sleep until 7:30pm.  He is one ACTIVE  (I love being a mom.  I love being a mom.  I love being a mom...) child, that is often attachiish.  (I'm making that a word).  Ryan is my independent, leave me alone, let me play with my toys, and watch t.v. kind of kid.  And, when he does want to be around me, he wants to snuggle.  How great!  Right?! 

Well, Round 2 is a different story.  Always wants me around (or Rod), doesn't want to snuggle, doesn't want to play with toys, wants to play with all things non-toy, toxic looking. We'll pick him up from school, and I seriously think I see a cloud of dust around him.  He plays hard, he plays well, but the second we're home, we're fighting to shovel food down him, and get him to bed before he massively melts down.

Now, I LOVE this kiddo with all my heart.  He can flash you a killer smile, say "giggleleee" with the best of them, and loves people.  But, there are just times when I question if the kid is for real.  Is he? 

We were recently started on an inhaler that he'll have to take twice a day for three months.   I love being a mom.  I love being a mom.  I love being a mom...  I'm horrible at remembering to give him meds.  Fortunately, we just finished a separate inhaler, antibiotic, ear drops and a steroid. 

2010 was a year of growing, learning and handling what life threw my way.  So, for 2011 I said that I'm going to take what I've learned in 2010 (through my amazing mentor, Bible studies, other books, prayer, amazing women surrounding me) and continue to grow while doing my best to slow down life and LIVE it with breath.  I'm going to take more opportunities to sit back and take deep breaths!  (after 6:30pm)