Wednesday, June 25, 2008


Carson has a favorite stuffed pig that he sleeps with every night. Tonight when we went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, I looked at him in the mirror and realized how much he has grown in the past few months.

Me: Carson, you are getting too tall! You HAVE to stop growing!
Carson: But Mommy, there's just nothing I can do to stop it.
Me: But I want you to stay little forever.
Carson: Mommy. I have to get bigger. But even when I get big, I'll still be your little boy.
Me: You will?
Carson: Yes. I will always love you and even when I get big, I will still have my Piggy.


We played with our friends Grayson and Caroline today and the kids had a fun morning outside. When we were starting to leave, Grayson was asking Carson about his car seat and I overheard them having the following conversation:

C: Grayson, this is my big-boy car seat. I'm a big kid now. I'm a big brother. I sure do love being a big brother. I have waited my WHOLE LIFE to be a big brother. I love my baby brother, you know.
G: I know, I share ALL my toys with my baby sister. I love my sister!

It'll be interesting to see if they still talk this way about their younger siblings in a few years...

Tuesday, June 24, 2008


Now, I know lots of kids who have been known to climb out of their cribs, but this morning my crazy kid climbed INTO his. I saw him go into his room and a minute later I went in to find him sitting in his crib reading books. I think he stood on a toy to get a boost.Guess he was brushing up on his Bible verses... Boy was he mad when he realized he couldn't get out as easily as he got in!


This weekend Carson went to spend the night with my mom. He had a great time and swam the entire time he was there. He was sad that he had to come home! When I met her to pick him up, he was exhausted... but not too exhausted to talk the entire ride home. He randomly told me that when he grows up he wants to be a daddy and he wants to have 30 babies(!) I asked him what his job will be and he said that his job will be taking care of the babies, mowing the grass and killing ant homes, and taking everyone to church. I asked him where he will work and he said, "I think I'll go to work with Daddy. That way we can play in the gym together every day."

Apparently all Principals do is (1) eat and (2) play in the gym because we were recently driving in the car we passed a fire truck. (Carson is obsessed with fire trucks). Mark asked him if he wanted to be a fireman when he grew up. He said, "Yes, but I also want to be a Principal like you so I can go to football games and eat nachos!" We cracked up. Must be fun to have Mark's job... :)

Cole missed him while he was away, and that night he sat in Carson's lap while he read him books.

Sunday, June 22, 2008


This past week has been a busy one. We had swimming lessons during the day...
...VBS at night, and we just wrapped up Carson's first season to play t-ball. I use the term "play" loosely. His team was called the Rebels, and it was comprised of 4, 5 and 6 year olds. Carson was one of the youngest players on the team (even though he looked older than most of the 6 year olds) and his inexperience showed. He did a lot of kicking around in the dirt and looking for ants in the outfield. His first time at bat, he got so excited that he ran to the pitcher's mound from first base instead of second! Luckily, he began to catch on, and it was (mostly) uphill from there.

His team actually came in 2nd place in the league, and he was thrilled to receive a trophy! At the end of the season, we had a team party with a Moms vs. Sons wiffle ball game.

Why We Call Him Our Little Monkey Boy

Ever since Cole began pulling up, he has been a climber. We have to watch him like a hawk or we will invariably find him on the fireplace, end table, dining room table, open dishwasher door... you name it.

Carson recently found him sitting in his high chair in the kitchen. I had taken the tray off to wash and I guess he thought the chair was fair game. Carson yelled for me and when I ran in, Cole waved and said, "H-i-i-i-e-e-e-e-e!"

Dental Hygiene

The other day, Cole was carrying around his toothbrush pretending he was brushing his teeth. He came over wanting to brush mine, so I let him, and I thought YUCK! because it was dripping wet and cold. A few minutes later, I heard him banging around in the kitchen. I walked in to find him sloshing the toothbrush in the dog's water bowl. That is why it was so wet when he brushed my teeth!! Gross!
Thanks Cole.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Feelin' Froggy?

Our sweet Grandma took Carson to Target and let him pick out a toy the last time she visited. He came home with a frog habitat (she told him he could use it for his bugs that he is obsessed with). Our daddy had a different idea. The next day, he took Carson to the pet store to buy a tadpole for the frog habitat and came home with two frogs. Not too happy with our daddy, by the way.

That very night, Carson was playing outside and yelled, "There is a frog in our backyard!!" Sure enough, there were two huge frogs (not the tiny ones we bought) just jumping around our backyard. We have never seen frogs in our yard before. He was thrilled!

Trying not to squeeze... He brought it inside (briefly) to show daddy and cole, who was in the bathtub. He was so proud.

Huge. I'm starting to feel surrounded by frogs...


Our Cole can be so sweet and loving. He wants to do everything Carson does, and he loves giving him hugs and high-fives. He loves to pat you and say, "Pat! Pat! Pat!" He will hold a stuffed animal close and say, "A-w-w-w-w," and when you ask for a kiss, he does not hesitate to come at you (open-mouthed).

As loving as he is, he pretty much hit the terrible two's the day he turned 1. I have plenty of evidence to prove it:

Now that I look back, it probably started before the age of 1. One day he was asleep in his his carrier and I set it in his room so he could sleep, but I unbuckled his straps. When I heard him stirring, I walked in to find this.

I realized he was playing too quietly in his room and walked in to find this. Pulled out every wipe in the box.

This is Carson trying to hug Cole and Cole pushing him away.


This is Carson (AKA Batman). He's 4 1/2 years old.
And this is Cole (AKA Trouble). He's 17 months old. We already have a cell reserved for him at San Quentin. But he sure is sweet while he's sleeping.

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