Roscoe's Rollin'

Roscoe started rollin' over. We're well on our way to crawling. This "screaming" is him on a daily basis dealing with anything that is even remotely challenging. Such a funny lil' dude.

Rain Dancin'

 "Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams." -Hosea Ballou

It doesn't rain much in Texas, but when it does, you better believe we're outside dancing in it. Hendrix reminds me to get out and be a part of what is going on. Sometimes, it's tough for me to put aside what I am doing and go along with what he has planned, but I'm always glad I did. Yes, that means my house is a mess, and I am usually pretty tired. But, when Henry lays down at the end of the day, he sighs the most perfect sigh. He still curls up into my chest and breathes, "I love you" in half sleep perfection.  I live for those moments, and my days are filled with them. A clean house has never made me feel so fulfilled. 

Tears of joy for miles. 

a few things

Roscoe is almost 16 weeks old. That can't be right, but it is. He's the sweetest human being I've ever met. Absolutely magical. I still stare into his face and can't believe it's real.

Henry is becoming this true kid, all full of grit and fun. He's creative, explosive, fascinating and kind. He's started sleeping in his own bed-- all night, by himself. I feel like that is some sort of miracle. He'll tell you stories, if you ask him. They're usually full of Avengers, bad guys and righted wrongs. This stage is so much fun.

As always, I feel like time is slipping through my fingers. I need to slow down; I confess I'm not doing a good job of doing that lately. Breathe. Pray. Forgive. Move forward. Get better. The usual.

Hendo Quotes...

"I've got a present for ya! It's a poopy!!!" 

"I'm not Iron Man! I'm Captain America, and I have a shield!"

"Who cares anyway?"

"You've got a cookie mommy?! That's nice! I can have one, too, right?!"

Basket Boy!

So, I found this on Pinterest, and I HAD TO DO IT. Mostly, because it looked insanely easy. I always have a full basket of clothes! 

Of course, who knew this kid would almost be out of the basket already!? 

              

                                2 weeks                                                              8 weeks

Things are going beautifully here. Being a mama of two has been a surprisingly simple transition for me. I thought it would be so much tougher, but I've found that being calm and trusting myself gets me pretty far. It gets me through grocery stores and even to the park! :)

Hendo has been doing so much better. Lately, I've turned around to find Henry bending over Roscoe saying, "Hey, yittle brodder! I yove you!" It's pretty much the best.

Soule Mama "this moment"

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

2 Baby Boys

Hendo just told me, "I'm a tall baby, mama!" And I'd have to say, this is the truth. The whole fascinated with the baby/ jealous of the baby/ still wants to be a baby thing is still in full swing around here. And you know what? That is okay! I'm in no rush to have this kid growing up on me. He can stay little as far as I'm concerned.

I talked with a mom when I was probably 4 months pregnant with Roscoe, "OH MY GOD," she told me, "TWO IS IMPOSSIBLE!" The conversation was completely negative, all about her awful experiences, lack of alone time and overall stress. Even then, I said, "Well, I'm so sorry to hear that! I just have faith that it's going to be awesome."And you know what? I think it is what you make it, BABY!