The Fisherman

I haven't been writing down any of Fisher's funny quotes lately, which makes me sad since he says some pretty funny things.

He's had horrible eczema this winter- especially on his face. Thank goodness for Aquaphor.

We haven't had much snow this winter and the few times we have, Fisher has been sick. This is one of the few times we let him outside to play in it.

Catching up on some heavy reading.

Fisher showing me how big he is.
"Look Mom! I am bigger than Optimus."
He is also rocking my birthday present from my mom- the most comfortable boots EVER!

We've spent a lot of time playing with friends indoors while waiting for spring to come around so that we can go back to wasting the day at the park. It is so funny watching the little boys dress up in their superhero costumes.
Fisher & Cohen were showing me their muscles.

Having a giggle with Anthony.

Taking a walk out back.

Fisher has done a lot of growing up this year. Maybe it is just having Cooper around and so now Fisher seems so old, but he is doing a lot better in the behavior department. We had his parent teacher conference last week and his teacher was pleased with his progress. But heck, when a couple months in to starting school he is on probation about to be kicked out of pre-school the only way to go is up right?

His big annoying phase right now is that he learned the word "hate" and he HATES everything. The clouds, his mom, cereal, his mom, socks, his mom, showers, his mom....get the idea? His mom is not fond of this phase. I have tried different approaches. What happens is that I have a mental breakdown like I did the other night.

Sooooo, Mom...Dad....I am so sorry for the times I told you I hated you. It sucks. I don't like it. It makes me feel like poop (as Fisher would so fondly say.)
That is his other phase. Every other word is "poop."

Don't little boys rock?

(They do actually. I love my little boys.)

Just like his daddy, Fisher is a rock star deep at heart. He likes to do primary songs "Fisher style."

After the performance is over.

The piggy bank he is so into these days. We spent the other day counting his money and teaching him about how much everything is worth. Fisher wanted to use all of his money to buy gumballs in his gumball machine. I talked him into saving his money.

Every day Fisher builds new things with his trio blocks. They have been one of the best purchases ever when it comes to his creative side. This was one of his "super shooter guns."

We have been growing his hair out mostly due to the fact that he won't let me touch his hair. (From the top/back)

The problem is that he won't let me touch it to wet it down and comb it either.

(From the front.)

There have been many a week days and Sundays where he has gone to school and church rockin' this hair-do.

And this is totally gross so sorry if I just made you upchuck but Fisher has an ear infection and I am pretty sure this is one of the results of it. It was before we knew he had it. So disgusting, but I was proud of myself for cleaning it up without puking myself.

7 Months- just a couple weeks late.

We had a major breakthrough today. Cooper took about TEN bites of carrots from a baby food jar. This is about as close to a miracle around our house as you can get. Up to this point the little banana and sweet potato baby puff things have been all that we could get him to eat.

Let's see. Cooper is still happy but also still somewhat of a monster baby. No teeth yet, but we are fully aware of their evil little presence.

The little guy is everywhere. He can easily maneuver from sitting to army crawl to propping himself up on all fours and back to sitting no problem- and not in that particular order.

Although he still tends to army crawl everywhere he has spent a lot of time hanging out on all fours. Sometimes he'll even get onto his feet so that he is in more of a bear crawl position.

I had to bust out the pack' n play for a few reasons:
1- Cooper really enjoys getting into EVERYTHING.
2- Cooper is not the only busy one in this household (Ahem...Fisher) and so I cannot keep my eyes on him at all times like I would prefer.
3- I have not kept my floors as spotless as I would like (see post below about me going crazy.)
4- Cooper likes to put everything I have on my floors into his mouth which I don't always see since I am also watching his brother.
=Pack n' play is just about my most favorite thing right now.



There is still a lot of droolage going on.

Part of that might be the tongue wagging we constantly see and some of it might be those evil little teeth that are turning our sweet baby into a sleepless, screeching little monster at times.

Another drool picture.

And a close up of of his spittle since it looks like a little diamond that I thought was cool. (How mom am I when I start getting excited over a picture of spit??)

Everything goes into Cooper's mouth.

Nothing is safe. He should have a fantastic immune system when he is older.

Due to his little army crawl where he drags himself along on his belly, both sides of his stomach have these rashy looking callouses on them. It is weird. I won't mind when he decides to start crawling on all fours even if he is really fast at his current method.

Some of Cooper's favorite locations are the DVD's, the baskets that have our Wii stuff, Fisher's bedroom, Fisher's bathroom (throw-up in my mouth), under the table, and today our bedroom has joined the Cooper destination get-away club.

He is starting to pull himself up to reach things and has especially developed a fondness for Todd's receiver which has pretty blue lights on it.

He pulls himself up onto just about everything he can. Today he pulled himself to standing in his crib which looks like we'll be dropping it soon.

He had been pulling himself up in his pack n' play bassinet which is why we nixed that sleeping arrangement finally.

We tried one of those mesh bag things for fruits and veggies since he seemed to hate the jarred foods. No luck, although he did like playing catch with it.

This is a very common sight seeing him go after something. His favorites are my books & book marks, remotes, paper, and Fisher's toys. Oh- and I don't think I have mentioned yet that while he hates baby food, he loves to eat paper. Big chunks of it. I am often surprised when changing his diaper with what color of paper he has eaten that day.

He will be sick of Transformers by the time he is Fisher's age.

The green little toy he is holding are these trio building blocks that Fisher loves which are great teething toys. Cooper prefers them to all of his teething rings. Stubborn kid.

He loves his blankets, especially chewing on them, and he likes attacking his stuffed animals. Cooper is very physical.

He talks a lot still saying his "ba, da, wa, ma" gibberish. He also likes to talk "grunt" with us. If he grunts he expects up to do it back.

Here is this cute little shirt I found that I surprised Todd with.

This is often the look I get when I pull out jarred foods.

"Have you not learned yet Woman??"

Balloon...one of Cooper's biggest loves. We constantly are raining on his parade and taking them away. Also, the kid is next to impossible to keep shoes & socks on. This Sunday was a first. He made it all the way to the car ride home before losing a shoe.

We don't have him on a particular nap schedule yet, which sucks. He has spent so much of this winter sick that any hope of schedules have gone down the drain. Maybe come spring.

Despite the fact he is a stubborn little monster baby at times, he has the cutest smile that warms our hearts. We still love him even if he wakes up multiple times during the night and refuses to eat anything.

Sorry for such a long post. If you made it to the bottom then props to you!

All Aboard the Crazy Train

I have had good intentions of putting up some new pics and blogs of the kids but my life is completely unorganized...Kind of like the books that having been balancing precariously underneath my night stand.

Tonight was one of those nights where I felt completely inadequate as a mother & wife. Instead of handling things, I don't know, maybe the SANE way- I instead chose to throw my hands in the air and shout (not sure if in my head or out loud...okay, so looking back I am pretty sure some of it was out loud) "I give up!" and then jumped in the car faster than humanly possible and drove around for a half hour or so with my music BLASTING, which happens to be something I miss A LOT since I drive around with kids in my car constantly.

I could have kept on driving, for a very long time I might add, but a certain sweet little baby has needs that only I can fulfill.

Isn't that the life of a mom.

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Most of the time I can deal.
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Tonight I took a ride on the crazy train.

For now I guess I'll just have to be happy with the fact that I have diaper boxes full of books that are now somewhat organized.
Who needs a bookshelf anyway?

And who cares that those said boxes have been sitting on my table for a WEEK now because, as I mentioned, I can't get my STUFF together?

Not me. Because I am done with my train ride. At least that is what I am trying to convince myself.

Party and Joovy

We finally got around to doing a birthday party for Fisher...only a month late. There will be more on that later.

Cooper and I have a new toy I received for my birthday to help me get back in shape and possibly run the Derby 1/2 marathon if I ever get the guts to buckle down and register.

My Joovy 360.

For the first time all week the temperatures were up and the rain stopped so that I could give it a try.

LOVE it.

Photos gone bad

Dear Fisher,

Please never get arrested because we are fairly certain your mug shot would turn out like this.

And please do not become some psycho killer guy because we're pretty sure your picture would look like this.
I will be posting some much cuter pictures later.

For a Twilight related laugh

Is it too early to wish for spring?

Mood Swings

Our nice calm morning that started like this...

Has now turned into a day more more along the lines of this.

And then there is our slobber baby. This darn tooth has to pop up sooner or later. The steady stream of drool dripping off his chin and the ever present beast like screeching has to come to an end soon or else I am the one who is going to look like Fisher in the above photo. :)