So… it’s been a minute. A lot of minutes actually. Between three little people, working full time, and trying to watch thirty minutes of TV with my husband without falling asleep, I’ve had exactly zero brain cells to devote to forming coherent sentences that live on the internet.
But here we are 🙂
I will one hundred percent be grumbling about this snow day when we are still in school long after the pool has opened, but today it is getting all of the thumbs up because it means a slow morning with pancakes and a baby that naps and binge-watching Fuller House with the boys. And attempting to form coherent sentences that live on the internet.
That baby I was trying to will out of my body in April? She’s six months old now (and had her own plans of being born three days past her due date in May). She is an absolute dream. The way she smiles lights up her whole face. She can get away with pretty much anything the way she looks at you with her big brown eyes, and she knows it!
She is the smallest little baby peanut of the bunch, but the most determined by far. She figured out how to scooch last week, and within a few days was wriggling across the room like it was nothing. Her big brothers are the most fascinating people in the world, as far as she’s concerned, and you can tell that she just can’t wait to keep up with them! She’s a feisty little thing for sure, and I just know she’s going to run the world someday.
Our resident threenager is suddenly so grown up. I kind of forgot how big of a transition year this is! He’s been trying on all kinds of new words and phrases, testing pretty much all of the things, and finding his place as the middle child. It’s been a big learning curve for us, too! In lots of ways, he wants to be a big kid. But he also wants to suck his thumb and wear diapers for the rest of his life. If we can potty train this kid without losing our minds, it will be a miracle.
He wasn’t sure about Izzy at first, but I think she’s grown on him 🙂 He loves to be a helper, always asking if he can feed Izzy or help me in the kitchen. He also loves terrorizing Landon and playing/watching/doing the same things obsessively for weeks at a time (currently, that means watching Season 3 Episode 1 of Fuller House and playing the Pete the Cat sight word game). His style can best be described as Goodwill chic, insisting on wearing Landon’s hand-me-downs and looking as much like a hobo as possible. He’s a little scrappy and mischievous and the quintessential little brother.
And then there’s Landon. I still can’t believe we have a school-aged kid. Like, wasn’t he just running around singing Bubble Guppies songs and asking me to read No David? Now he’s a few weeks away from performing in his very first musical, reading chapter books on his own, and living to play on the Xbox. He could not be more of a firstborn if he tried, and let me tell you how weird that is, trying to parent a smaller version of myself. This stage of the game means helping him navigate big feelings, friendships, and new experiences, setting expectations for things like homework and screen time, and hoping we kind of sound like we know what we’re doing. It’s also a sweet time of seeing a little bit of our hard work pay off in just how awesome he is with Alex and Izzy, and the way he sets a good example for them to follow.
He is a math brain for sure, remembers every little thing you tell him, constantly asks us to play songs from the musicals we were in, and has dreams of being an architect or maybe a firefighter. Whenever he talks about growing up and getting married, he says that he wants to have a pool in his backyard, “but only if it’s okay with my wife.” You’re welcome, future daughter-in-law.
We’re up to at least three inches of snow by now, and Izzy is in the middle of her second nap. Happy snow day to me! We went outside earlier for about half as long as it took to get dressed for the snow, and that was long enough for me. I’m just here for the hot chocolate.
This time with littles is so busy and will be over before we know it. Hoping that jotting it down here and there will be a sweet way to remember it all.
Stay warm out there!