Friday, September 26, 2014

Introducing Rusty

Meet Rusty. I get to play mommy to him a few days a week. Well, truly I don't think I could ever mother him as well as his real mommy, but I try.

Rusty was real skeptical of me and my lot at first. It took him a long time to fall asleep for naps and didn't really enjoy his time with us in general. But he's warmed! Now he falls asleep easily to long naps. He's fairly happy when he's awake!

The boy likes to be up high. When he's not held, he usually let's me know his displeasure. But sometimes he's cool with it.

He's more happy-go-lucky the first half of being awake- full of smiles and wiggles. As we get closer to the next nap, he's more particular in what brings him amusement.

The first day or two, all the noise during his bottle feedings made him very distraught. I thought it might be just because he wasn't used to much noise being all around him. But I really think it was because he was weirded out by the whole situation and not sleeping well. He now does feedings just fine (unless I have a cough, then he's a little bit terrified).

(This photo makes me giggle) My kids have been amazingly accepting of him, even excited for the days we care for him. Dash and Liam are very doting and love bringing things to help him. Grey is really sweet, giving him pats and kisses. Sometimes he wants to help hold his bottle.

This has given me a small taste of what it's like to have four kids. Planning around naps, getting things done one-handed, meeting even more needs at once. But I don't have the restless nights like I would if he was my babe. Days when he's not here seem so simple. Unexpected bonus: when Rusty's here, I don't do much snacking. Not enough time!

And now Rusty's done taking photos. Thanks, little cutie!

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


After the construction crew switched out the pipe in the yard, refilled the hole and laid grass seed. We made sure to water it every day. And by we, I mean the kids. It was their favorite. The hose was the most coveted thing around.

When it's Grey's turn, the grass seed (down by the road) didn't get much water sprayed on it.

The hose doesn't reach the seed area so we were distance sprayers. Which invited a lot of water play.

"My arms are soaked and I couldn't be more happy." We're gonna have to try a garden one of these days if they like to help out outside this much!

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Grey, 2

Hi. I'm Grey. Today I'm two years old!

I really like to eat. Not so much vegetables. More like... sweets. Oh dessert, you complete me.

I might only be two but I can pretty much do anything my brothers can. Well, at least I try to. I'll attempt any height, join any game, explore any hiding spot. Liam and Dash LOVE it, right guys?

I REALLY don't like it when I don't get the food I request, when my brothers pick on me, when I have a goal/destination in mind but am stymied, and when I don't get the food I request. Oh, did I mention that already. Well, I really don't like that.

My mom keeps saying I am so getting so silly. I guess that's because I laugh so much and try to get her to laugh, too. I like to make funny sounds and do goofy walks and hide in crazy places.

I still don't get the hype about talking. I'm getting by just fine using my handful of words, my signs, and a variety of grunts. I can make "mommy" and "daddy" mean at least twenty different things each, depending on my tone, syllabic emphasis, cadence, and volume. It's an art. Though if my parents are really not getting it, I might throw out a "help me!" Only if I'm desperate.

I love to cuddle in the chair in my room, give hugs, lounge on my parents, and be sweet. Mommy and Daddy like that a lot. In fact, I think they like ME a lot! Happy birthday to me!