I still have children you know. However, when I want to blog about Ambrose or Asher I can never get to all the good quality and awesome pictures of them because our lightroom is acting up and freezing our computer and that is where the pictures are stored. Boo hoo. Chad Crosby do you know anything about Macs and lightroom?
Anywho, the other issue is that I am so busy with these pups of mine these days: having fun, or soothing tears, or feeding them, or giving timeouts...etc. that there is no extra time to sit in front of a computer. I'm sure you can relate.
So, here are some cell phone pictures and a little about the fun - ok- no joke- I just had to take a wad of paper out of Asher's mouth while I was in the middle of that sentence. Whew. Near choking avoided. I'm back now. SEE???? Anyway, he's playing with a big diapers box now and I'm letting Ambrose brush his teeth over and over so I can type this. I'm sure you can relate.
No you can't? Well, you're a better mother than me then. Give yourself a gold star.
Ambrose will be three in like a week or so. He is getting interested in potty training just barely and I will spare you all potty training details. You're welcome. I'm not one to type out how many poops and pees my child makes. No offense people, but I never want to know that much about someone else's child while I'm blog reading. haha :)
We've started attending a weekly preschool group in Kaneohe after my class on Wednesdays which is AWESOME! It's like a real classroom with real teachers and real resources and it's FREE. It's through DOE and is first come first serve and luckily we saw the flyer early enough in the library one day. It's all about the developmental stages and how to bring out the best in your child. We love it.
We are also still loving Happy School twice a week. So fun!
Yum, chocolate sucker...... (bleh.)
He's been saying some pretty hilarious stuff too. This post might be long if I get it all down, but my sisters and parents will appreciate this and it's kinda awesome so here goes:
Me: Ambrose stop smothering Asher. Stop.
A: Hug him?
Me: NO! Stop. Ok, you didn't listen so you've lost the right to touch him.
A: (reaches out his hand) Give me my right! (Grabs the air in front of me and then proudly gallops around screaming) I got my right back!!!
After 45 minutes of trying to get Ambrose to eat something besides tortilla chips for dinner.
Thomas: Finish your yogurt or no dessert.
A: But I'm being funny!
T: You know what's gonna be funny? The look on your face when you realize you don't get any dessert.
A: (without missing a beat) Funny for YOU but not for Ambrose!
Thomas: Ambrose you know you can't do that. You're not allowed.
A: AM I LOUD NOW?!?!?!??!?!?!
Me: (grabbing 4 pieces of Life cereal out of Ambrose's snack bag) Can Mama eat these?
A: (concerned) No! (Grabs them back and crumbles one into tiny pieces) You can have this small one so you don't choke!!
(As I walk into the room Ambrose looks up from his coloring)
A: Oh Mama, you know that I love you?
ME: Yeah buddy thanks. I love you too.
A: I love you too! (As if that's the best new idea he's ever heard.)
(Ambrose slows down after a bike ride.)
Thomas: Do you need a break buddy?
A: (rubbing his calves and shins) Yeah, I need to break these legs.
He's still my sweet baby boy and loves to be treated as such. In fact, as per his request of course, we pretended he was baby Jesus all morning. No joke. I carried him around since I was "married" (Mary) and Asher huddled around us because he was a sheep. Glorious.
And normally in my blogging life this far Ambrose plays the role of the naughty, hilarious, entertaining main character and then Asher gets a cute picture and a sweet comment or two, but look out world! Last week I swear I woke up and noticed that Asher has six teeth and one or two more coming in, can crawl like an absolute maniac, and has allllllll sorts of opinions. OH! and Thomas taught him to clap and it's precious.
These pups of mine sure are fun. Thanks for reading.