Mud

Guess who can find even the smallest areas of mud and somehow get covered in less than 10 seconds?  Reed.  I love how Ridley is watching from the side. She wasn't fooling me.  I ran to catch her before I had two muddy piggies.  

Mud

Who doesn't love a little mud?  We are finishing up the backyard, since the pool is almost complete.  New St. Augustine sod is going down in a few days, and a stone walkway to the gate is in progress. The boys thought it would be a great opportunity to make a big mud pit and roll around in it.  It started out as a monster truck track, but we knew they couldn't help themselves.  The temptation was too great!

Miss Ridley wasn't interested in rolling in the mud, but she definitely wanted to have some fun with the monster trucks and tractors.  

Slow Down

I am trying my best to juggle three little ones, the house, work, life, and the list goes on...  I still haven't quite found my stride yet, but my little helper, Ridley, loves to help slow me down.  Today,  I spent most of the day holding Ridley, while the boys were at mothers' day out.  Even when she falls asleep, I just can't put her down.  I think about how quickly the boys grew out of the baby stage, and I just want to savor this a little bit longer.  

I know this will make the nights a little later for me, but it is worth it.  My house is a mess.  I have on exercise clothes, and I haven't been to workout.  I am way behind on things, but I think I will sit and cuddle a bit longer.

Mess

What a beautiful nursery?  More like, what a mess!  Since we are completely re-doing the master closet, the nursery is the temporary storage area.  I quickly realized that I have way too many clothes, and I have been holding on to some older items that I need to give away.  Today I decided to doing a little purging, and I had two little blonde helpers that were in the middle of all the action.  Can you find them?

 

Rough day

It was one of those days!  One of those that just doesn't stop.  I thought I had just about made it until my second string was home, when I overheard the sound of the dog puking.  This is a wonderful sound, especially when you are working on potty training and in the middle of coaching a little one on the potty.

 

Bunch of fun

We had a relaxing evening with our favorite neighbors to enjoy the Good Friday extra day off.  All the kids played upstairs quietly, and we should have known they were up to something.  I went upstairs to assess the situation, and I found them all having a blast while destroying the playroom.  Thing is, I love it.  I am so glad this huge room is getting some use and making some fun memories.  Ryland and Charlie were very secretive about what they were up to, but I have a feeling it will end in tears.

 

Grace was sitting quietly reading in the rocking chair.

 

Travis and Reed had emptied the toy box and climbed in.  Who needs toys?

 

By the end of the night, everyone was worn out.  We started Horton Hears a Who, and we soon had droopy eyes.

Powder

When the house is too quiet, there must be a bit of trouble somewhere.  I ran upstairs to help Ryland get some clothes, and it turned into a discussion about colors and matching.  It took all of four minutes, but I couldn't help but notice Reed was awful quiet. 

I found him in the guest bedroom in the diaper drawer.  He had found the baby powder and sprinkled it around on the floor, himself, and in the drawer. When I asked what he was doing, he just said "powder".  He grinned from ear to ear and started shaking his head from side to side.  He knew he was in trouble.

Fun in Mommy's closet

The fun in Mommy's closet started out fun for us all. I thought I would take some time and clean out some of the old clothes that I hadn't worn in a while. I needed to know what I had that worked still, and I felt the need to purge all the old stuff that didn't fit or I didn't wear. Ryland and Reed were playing monster trucks in my pile of shoes until I noticed Ryland playing dress up. He picked out some fancy shoes, a sundress, and a headband. He never put his monster trucks down, and somehow he was able to look so put together. Reed began playing in my jewelry bow, which is a big no no. I redirected to my belt basket, so I could go toss the wet clothes in the dryer.
I came back to a couple of Tasmanian devils in my closet. What was such a cute, fun moment had been turned into a massive mess. The boys had gone nuts and clothing was everywhere. Oh my, I need a raise!

Messy eaters

Reed has continued to love every vegetable and fruit he tries. He is a great eater and gets very excited when he gets in the highchair. One thing I have learned is to have the food ready, because he will quickly lose it. Tonight he enjoyed some delicious peas. Even though they were messy, he enjoyed every bite.

Ryland is also on a big eating kick here lately. He is open to trying new things, and he likes most of the things he tries. He ate all of his dinner tonight, so he got a cupcake for dessert. Yummy!

Messy job

The grout is going in with help from Ryland. He is right in the middle of things and this messy task is no exception. He is covered in grout from head to toe, and he couldn't be happier.

Fun with mommy's lotion

We were heading out of the house this morning when I ran to my office to grab 2 cards. Ryland's Christmas party at school was today, and I wanted to write a short thanks to put with the teacher gifts. I knew I didn't have time to actually write the cards, so I just grabbed them and headed to load the truck.

I noticed the house was quiet. Too quiet. I called for Ryland and Cooper but didn't hear a thing. I started looking around downstairs when I heard a little giggle coming from the unfinished nursery. I opened the closet door to find a little mess.

Ryland had taken my lotion and found a hiding spot, so he could slather it on himself. He had rubbed lotion on his face, clothes, carpet, wall, and poor Cooper. They smelled wonderful, and it was pretty darn funny. The child is obsessed with lotion. Funny times!

Happiness in the mess

When I look around this mess of a house that we call home, I can get overwhelmed very easily. I just have to stop and take a deep breath. It doesn't seem to bother Ryland one bit. In fact, I think he kind of likes all the stuff everywhere, and the fun tools and supplies scattered about.
Ryland is happy no matter how bad it is. This look is one of total mischief. What will he be in next?

Feeding Cooper

Ryland must have been paying attention to John Chris and I feed Cooper. He decided that he would give it a shot.

First. Go in the pantry.

Second. Get a scoop of food.
Third. Take the food to Cooper's bowl.

Fourth. Forget the bowl. Cooper will eat it off the floor.

I guess this is a way to get out of getting chores.