Deterioration Of Maternal Sanity

Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "No, baby, that bag is there for Cole to take to Nana's tomorrow."

(Five minutes later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "No, buddy. We're not going anywhere right now. That's for tomorrow."

(Two minutes later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "No, honey, we'll see Nana tomorrow. Not today."

(One minute later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "Buddy, we're not going anywhere today. See? Mama's not going anywhere. I'm staying right here."

(One minute later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "Nope."

(Two minutes later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama: "Nope, not yet. Not today. Tomorrow."

(One minute later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama (deep breath): "Buddy, it's not time to go. We're not going anywhere today. No 'time go'."

(One minute later)
Two year old: "Mama, time go?"
Mama (slightly hysterical, more to herself than to child): "Oh my goodness. I can't possibly answer that question anymore. It's making me positively mad. I think I might actually be going crazy."

Two year old: "Crazy?"

Mama (still to herself) "Yup, crazy. I have completely lost my mind. This conversation has finally done it. I'm absolutely nutso."

Two year old: "Nut-so?"

Mama: "Yup. Mama's insane. Doubt I'll make it til dinner time. Absolutely off the ledge."

Two year old: "Oh."

(Two year old goes to play in recycle bin.)

Pants On Fire

Okay, call me names if you wish, but the family photos really are coming. Really. But you'll have to wait a teensy bit longer...

Our computer has been in the shop for a week now and we just got it back tonight, hooray! I am busy reading your emails and blogs and will be up and running again soon!

You Asked For It...

You got it.

New family photos coming soon! Stay tuned!

Our Walking Trail Has Blackberries!

Looking For Love?

Meet Sean.

SWM, age 8 months.

Nicknames: Sean ("Seen"), Sean-Boy.

Likes: Morning walks to the honey farm or park, laughing at The Brothers, getting wedged under tables and chairs, slapping five with the friend in the mirror.

(Organic) Cheerios on the couch.

Playing dress-up.

Dislikes: Sleeping through the night.

Oh, and boring movies.

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Author's note: Sorry, ladies, he's only got eyes for his momma!

Haircut Time!

Quote of the Day:

"But I don't wanna look handsome; I just wanna look like I do now!" --Reese, age 4

(Typical) Conversation With Reuben

Mama and Reuben are sitting on the couch. Enter loud, scary tooty sound.

Mama: "Reuben, what was THAT?!"

Reuben: "I do it BIG ONE POOPIES!"

Mama (laughing): "No, you didn't do 'big one poopies'. What was that noise?"

Reuben (deadpan): "Reese."

Mama: "No! It wasn't Reese. What was that noise, Reubsy?"

Reuben (rolling his eyes, pointing to the sky): "Umm......rocket ship?"

Have I mentioned yet how much I L*O*V*E two-year-olds?