Bath Time!

Brian had an unexpected meeting tonight, so I decided to switch my morning "shoot" to tonight. He's booked up Sunday, I'm booked up tomorrow afternoon, and then he leaves on Monday for Anchorage for the week. I hate to sneak away all by myself when I will be all alone for several days next week anyways!

Not one to take advantage of the GREAT OPPORTUNITY to go to bed early, I had a FABULOUS time giving baths! There are 3 towels soaking up the water, and the rug is hanging from the rod to drip dry. The water was cold when I got the boys out - I can't believe how kids just don't care about that stuff.

If you're wondering why his face is blue, please, read on to the next post. He also got a bath yesterday. This is what is stubbornly sticking to him.

The funniest part was when Charlie noticed the camera and put his arm around Aiden. I did not ask him to do this, he just did... and Aiden wasn't all too pleased. I just love Charlie's little face... it is so sweet that he is trying so hard!

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This week we are working on shutter speed. All these pictures are shot in shutter priority with no flash, except the last one. So far, I really like this mode; you are able to do alot of really fun stuff with it!

One of those days.

I woke up with the kids today. I try to wake up first, really, I do, but sometimes I just can't do it. It's my only real hope for looking presentable, but sometimes I just can't swing my cozy, warm, lazy legs over the side of that bed and make it happen.

Charlie seemed to be happy. Until Aiden offered the idea that he'd like to share Charlie's dump truck. By taking it from him. This was tantrum number one. A full fledge, flopping like a fish on the floor, tantrum. Good morning to you. Good morning to me.

Then Kailyn began to cry because she was traumatized by Willie jumping in her bed to snuggle. I was able (somehow) to get her laughing because she is so cool that everyone, brothers and pets alike, all want to be with, or on, Kailyn. And it's true. She is one cool kid.

Downstairs we went. There were just enough bagels for the kids. Yippee. Not nearly enough raspberries. Not yippee. Charlie wanted more, preferably of the ones that Aiden was shoveling into his mouth. Tantrum number two. (Charlie, not me.) And yes, it's another full fledge, flopping like a fish on the floor, tantrum.

Then everyone's cue to immediately begin screaming and swinging from the light fixtures. The phone rang. Yeah. No caller ID on the phone in the kitchen, so I answered it. It's the guy with THE MOST BEAUTIFUL HOUSE ON LAKE WINAPASAUKEE. And I answered it. Ugh.

Trying to escape the chaos, I walked into the living room, leaving Charlie at the bar with his breakfast. This I have done many many times in the past. So my sweetheart of a child, who was eating his breakfast quietly (DANG IT.... should have been a clue), found a marker that was left out from the night before. Blasted, non-washable, dark blue marker. And redecorated MY ENTIRE KITCHEN with it.

This he did with the most amazing efficiency that I have yet to see when I could use it, like, say.... when we are trying to get Kailyn to school in the morning. No need for efficiency then. But mom could be off the phone any minute, so he WENT TO TOWN. And fast. My floor, every single wood bar stool, the high chairs, the back of the bar, and the bar itself.

Having two boys 13 months apart has changed my outlook a little, just saying. Most of these days I can step back and laugh. Sometimes I cry, but I really try my best to laugh.

But today I could not laugh. Ever have one of those days?

Girl's Weekend

Kailyn and I had our first Girls' Weekend last month. It was CRAZY, and I think that I fell asleep before her both nights! We hung out with some hunkie college guys, got piercings, and even hit the slopes!

OK. So the "hunkie college guys" were Eric the ski instructor and Uncle Mike. The piercings were in Kailyn's ears. And while we "hit the slopes," it was my second and Kailyn's first time skiing. We stayed on the bunny hill the entire time, minus one trip up the lift.

But that's not the story I'm sticking to =).