Coco's Recent Funnies

Lately, Coco has been really serious about his life. For instance, on Saturday when I was strapping him in his carseat to leave Grandma's house, he kept repeating "No! This is not my life! This not my life!"

He says this a lot when I try to get him to do something he doesn't like.

Then today I told him he couldn't have any more candy. He looked at me, serious as can be and said, "You don't know! Candy is my life!"

Yes. He's only two.

And he's adding an s onto nearly every noun he says lately. So candy is actually his "lifes".

This kid kills me.

Earlier today I was nursing Peanut and heard Coco opening the door.

"Coco, you stay in here! Close that door right now!" I told him.

Then I heard his little feet running across the porch as he yelled in exultation, "I are breeeeeee!"

Oh yes, and let's not forget the day a few weeks ago when the guy from the power company came to check our meter.

Coco looked out the window and said, "Who is he? I don't like him. He breeks me out."

What am I going to do with this child????


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Dispatch From Crazyland

Just a note. Driving home from Arizona to Utah all in one day sucks. Seriously sucks rocks. Especially by 1:24am when both parents are tired and kidlets are still not sleeping.

But, for the sake of your sanity and to keep a happy tone on this sweet lil blog o mine, we'll play the glad game.

-I'm so glad I've gotten to spend the last 15 hours talking to, reading with, laughing with, arguing with, holding hands with and otherwise playing with and enjoying my sweetheart and best friend.

-I'm so glad that sweet Peanut has been such a good baby on this trip. He has slept well and barely fussed at all.

-I'm so grateful for breast pumps and big kids who can hold bottles and replace binkies. How did we ever do road trips otherwise?

-I'm glad we got to spend so much time talking with and getting to know JDub's cousin Byron. Seriously. What a cool guy. Whatever woman gets to marry him will be a lucky, lucky woman.

-I'm glad we got to celebrate the life of a lovely, righteous woman. Glad my children got to learn about her and her life.

-I'm glad for iPhones, GPS and Google Maps. Oh. and U-turns.

-I'm glad we've gotten to spend so much time with siblings and best friends. I adore JDub's siblings and their spouses. And their kids. I have such cool nephews.

-I'm glad for a functioning car. And portable DVD players. And books. And pretzels. And public parks. And playplaces in fast food joints. And caffeine. Yes, even caffeine.

I guess there's much more to be glad for than to complain about.

I'm glad for perspective.


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Watch Me Grow!

Peanut has changed so much over the past 8 weeks. Yes. He is 8 weeks old now. Unbelievable!

Here are a few pictures of his cute little life so far.

Day One



Day two or three


Day two or three






Two weeks












Between three and four weeks



One month



Six weeks









Eight weeks

All of these are on my phone. I have better pictures on my regular camera when I get around to uploading them.
Hope you enjoy these for now!

The Awesomeness That Is Coco Right Now

Coco is growing ever nearer to the "trying threes." And he's having a hard time adjusting to having all his buddies go to school and sharing Mommy with a baby all at the same time. And it shows.

He makes messes. LOTS of messes every day. He throws gargantuan temper tantrums over tiny things like his water not being "big 'nough" and his hot cocoa being made in the microwave instead of on the stove. Sometimes he takes a nap during the day. Sometimes he doesn't. And some days he is a monster child by 6pm regardless of nap status.

But he is also so darling and so awesome right now. He makes it all worth it.

At least once a day he holds my face between his chubby little hands and shakes it as he says "I like you! I like you! I like you!"

When the kids leave for school in the morning, he stands at the window and says sadly, "My buddies all gone. I need some buddy to play with." To him somebody=some buddy. And it fits. He has so many buddies in this world and loves them all sooooo much.

He remembers every week that "payboop is on Wenday" and asks me frequently "It Wenday yet, Mama? I go payboop?"

So many things right now are absolute and hyperbole. "I nebber pay my cars again!" He cries when I make him put them away. "I nebber, ebber, ebber keen my woom!!!"


He is learning grammar, as is common for this age. And vocabulary. He calls nearly everyone "him" or "he" no matter what their gender. And he cracks us all up when he randomly adds "either" or "again" at the end of his sentences. Especially when he's mad. It's like an exclamation point. "I want ice cream. EITHER!"

He is that passionate, beautiful blend of sweet, sassy, curious and mischievous that is two-going-on-three. He needs me desperately and he knows it. He wants to be his own man. And he wants me to know it.

He enchants and exasperates me in equal measure.

And I'm so glad to be his mama.

Coco-buddy, I like you! I like you! I like you!


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