It's my blog, I can say boob if I want to...

Ok...so you know you are tired when you nurse your baby while sleeping, right? So you must be really tired when you wake up thinking you are holding everything where it needs to be, being very careful and accurate with your aim and positioning everything perfectly and you open your eyes to find your boob in your baby's ear!

Yep, it happened. A few mornings ago I woke up to find my boob in Tutti-Frutti's ear! Ah well, at least we both got some shut eye.

It's my blog...I can say boob if I want to!

If only I could be...forever three.

Without a doubt, I have the sweetest, most wonderful 3 year old to ever exist. Seriously...just tonight we had this conversation.

We were discussing him getting to be a big boy. Of course I should mention I was singing the Barney song, "Growing...we do it every day. We're growing when we're sleeping, and even when we play. Each day we grow a little bigger, a little taller, not smaller..." you get the picture.

Me: Boog, you are getting to be a big boy.

Boog: I don't want to be a big boy. I don't want to grow taller and get big.

Me: Why not?

Boog: I want to be little, I don't want to get bigger. How can I stay little?

Me: I can put a brick on your head. Do you want me to do that?

Boog: What's a brick?

Me: It's like a rock, we could put it on your head to keep you from getting taller. Do you want me to do that?

Boog: No.

Me: You want me to put you in diapers and back in a baby bed?

Boog: No, not a baby. Little like I am.

Daddy: You want to stay 3?

Boog: Yes, I wanna stay tree.

Me: You have a birthday coming, you are going to be 4 years old! Do you want to have a birthday?

Boog: No.

Me: You don't want to have a birthday party?

Boog: No. (with tears in his eyes, about to cry.) I do not want to have a party. I wanna stay tree.

Me: What about Tutti-Frutti? You want him to stay little too or do you want him to get big?

Boog: I want him to stay little too. I want me and Tutti-Frutti to stay little.

Daddy: Why, so you can sleep with Mommy and Daddy forever?

Boog: Yes...how can we keep me and Tutti-Frutti little? How can I stay tree?

Now, if that is not the sweetest, most innocent thing you have ever heard...I had real tears people! Who would have thought Barney the purple dinosaur would have had us all in tears tonight?!? Don't you wish everyone loved you as much as your precious 3 (tree) year old baby boys? The world would be a much better place.

How old now?

My precious baby boy is how old today? 7 months?! No way! Where has the time gone? He is not my little baby anymore. Well, I guess he is kinda little still. At least compared to Boog at this age. He is my little beauty, my sweet little man. He loves his mommy, sometimes I think a little too much. He has gotten into the stage where he wants to be held, all of the time! Now, don't get me wrong, I certainly do not mind! Guess that is why I don't ever get anything done. But hey, they are only little once.
And besides, who could say no to a face like this? He has learned to turn on the charm.

Such a beautiful smile, an infectious laugh and wonderful personality. He is such a flirt. He draws you in then turns his head and smiles. He tries to act shy. We know better.

He is really starting to "talk" a lot too. He says "Mama" and "Dada" and when he is excited, his little arms, legs and feet just go crazy. He sits and rocks and he really loves the big kids. He gets so excited when he sees them.

We did manage to snap a few with him actually looking at the camera. That was hard considering all of the distractions around him. He is a real people watcher, just like his mommy and daddy!

He is still such a good baby. He has recently (knock on wood) started sleeping through the night again. I think we might have found the problem. When he was really little, we let him sleep in his baby carrier padded with a soft blanket so he would feel secure and also be sitting more upright after his last feeding. So, up until about 4ish months old, he slept like a dream. When he started getting a little bigger, we decided to go ahead and put him directly into his bed, laying flat...our nighttime battle for sleep began. We tried propping him up on a small pillow and he still would not sleep for more than about a 3 hour stretch. It was killing me, we had gone from a normal newborn waking every few hours to eat, to sleeping for about 5-6 hours, to sleeping all night long then back to waking every 2-4 hours again. Nothing seemed to help. So, last week when he and Boog were sick, we asked the pediatrician if it was possible to have reflux with no outward signs (meaning no spitting up and such) and he said yes, it was. He agreed to let us try zantac to see if that would help to bring on the sleep and I am happy to report once the head cold got better and he could breath again, he has been sleeping MUCH better! Most of the time, he still wakes up around 5am or so to eat then dozes back off for awhile, but I will take that!

Sleeping again has made Mommy a much nicer person! Which as you can imagine, makes everyone much nicer people as well. Now, if only we could get everyone into their own beds IN their own rooms. Ah well, it is nice to have dreams! Maybe one day.

Until then, we will bask in the joy of having our babies near. And how bad could that really be? They are only little for a while. And I am quickly learning that it is not near long enough.

But what a beautiful 7 month old he is, wouldn't you agree?

Not me! Monday!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday, where we can be brutally honest with each other, and live to tell about it. When you are finished here, head on over to MckMama's blog to see a list of more not me's. You will be so glad you did!





Let's see...this week, I did not get woken up all night long, almost everynight by a precious 5 month old, because we all know that he is way too old to be waking up in the middle of the night.





So, in light of not being that mom, I most certianly am not so tired during the day that I can barely function!





Then if I am not that mom, I surely did not beg my mother to pick up the older kids from school one day because the little ones were napping and I did not want to wake them up!





I did not try to nap with them one day only to be roused from my near dozing by said 5 month old because he was ready to wake up. Nope, glad that was not me!





On Tuesday, I was not sad because My Knight in Shining Armour went on a field trip with one of the older kids and I did not get to spend the day with him. Nuh uh...wasn't me! Because I know how important it is for Dad's to get a chance to go when they can.





This Friday, I am certianly not taking a 3 year old and a 5 month old on a field trip with another older child's class! What, am I crazy? Wait, do not answer that!





About that field trip, I really never would have thought to ask afore mentioned grandma to take a day off of her busy work schedule so she could go with me to make sure we kept not only the children on the field trip in line, but the little ones as well. That would mean that I might not be able to handle 6 or 7 kids on my own.





I have also not eaten at Chipotle two or more times this week. I certainly know how important variety is!





Surely you all now that I have also not still been procrastinating doing my Disney itenirary! That would be just plain crazy.





You should know too that I am not sitting here typing this one handed because I am holding the most beautiful baby in the world.





The reason I am not holding that baby is because he is for sure not feeling under the weather like the rest of the clan.





Ah, and about the rest of the clan, I have not turned their world upside down by reading and following the advice in this book. Tell them once and walk away...my new motto!



Sunday, I most certianly did not have to redo spruce up my blog because I messed it up so bad I could not fix it...nope, glad that did not happen to me! I had too much to do for that to have happened.



And finally, last night, I surely did not have to pry Tutti-Frutti's foot out of his mouth in order to feed him. Now that would have just been plain funny!



So, now join in the fun and let me know what you did not do...truth...it's good for the soul.