Before bedtime I had Adam show me his teeth again so I could check on that new molar. When I was looking to see if the other side showed any signs of pushing through I realized that it’s almost completely all the way out. I am not sure how I missed that. I guess I won’t be winning that “Mom of the Year” trophy after all.

To be fair we have had a lot going on here these past couple of weeks. And he never had a fever or any other signs of teething like he normally does.

Now I need to make up a date to fill that blank in on his baby teeth chart.

A couple of hours ago Adam lost the good mood he woke up in and turned in to a total crab. Nothing would make him happy. He wanted to put his shirt on and I wasn’t allowed to help. Then he got his arm stuck and had a fit because I wasn’t helping. He wanted water, but not in the cup I gave him, he wanted it in a different cup (same style, just a different color). He didn’t want me to hang his shirts in his closet and kept saying “no hanger” and pulling them off.

I was pretty frustrated and asked him (in what I will admit was a very exasperated tone) what his problem was. He pointed and said, “ouch mouth.”

Sure enough, right on schedule, the first of his two-year-molars has broken through. Poor kid.

Luke is sleeping. He slept last night from about 9 o’clock until 7:15 this morning. He woke up, ate, had his diaper changed, decided Adam and I are boring, and went back to sleep. Luke is a sleeping superstar.

Adam went to bed at 7:30 last night and slept until 7. We watched an episode of Blue’s Clues while I fed Luke and then moved on to playing with his birthday haul. We opened the set of legos that Dave and I got him and inside there was a clown and an umbrella. Adam picked up the umbrella and started singing, “Rain, rain, go away.” I have no idea where he picked that up, but it was adorable.

Fifteen minutes later when he said, “Fee-fi-fo-fum” while knocking over a pile of freshly folded laundry was slightly less adorable. Okay, it was pretty funny, but not a habit I want to encourage.

No story to go along with this picture, it’s just too cute not to share.

How did we go from this:

To this:

To this:

I know the calendar says it’s been two years, but it feels like time is going much faster. I still can’t believe my baby is two.

This is where my sister would say that Adam is my little boy and Luke is my baby, but I disagree. Adam will always be my baby. Luke will always be my baby too, though since he’s only 7 weeks old I don’t have to argue that point with Stacy yet.

Tonight I finished one of Adam’s birthday gifts. I am a big fan of gifts that are made by hand and these have the added bonus of being educational as well as fun to throw at Dave.

They are counting beanbags (I got the idea/tutorial from one of the craft blogs I read). Adam can use them for number recognition, learning colors, stacking, or throwing at Dave. When he is a little older we can sneak in some basic math as well.

They are about 4 inches square and other than the muslin for the front and the beans (navy beans if you’re curious) I was able to use all supplies I had on hand. The purple on the #7 beanbag is leftover from a quilt Stacy and I made years ago and the orange #2 fabric was also used on Luke’s farm quilt.

It was a fun, quick project and I’m pleased with how they turned out. Dave wants me to do the alphabet now. We’ll see how Adam responds to this set first, but I’ve added A-Z beanbags to my “to craft” list.

And because I know no one comes here to see beanbags, here are a couple of pictures of the boys.

I still can’t believe that kid is going to be two on Sunday.

Yesterday Luke received mail from the White House.

Pretty cool, no? All you have to do is mail a birth announcement to the White House and they send this neat little card back. We did the same thing when Adam was born. They are a nice keepsake to add to the baby book (especially if your children have up-to-date beautiful baby books, mine don’t – but that’s a story for another day).

We also sent an invitation to the White House when Dave and I got married. George and Laura sent a nice note congratulating us (they never did RSVP though). The card was timed perfectly and actually arrived the morning of our wedding.

And in the same vein, I would totally love to have the job of responding to the birth announcements and wedding invites that get sent to the White House. Looking at pictures of cute babies and fancy stationary all day would be awesome.

*I am able to work part-time, from home and will provide my own letter opener and pen. I have excellent penmanship and am willing to submit writing samples in cursive as well as the more informal block letter style. I would require the use of a machine (or an assistant) to seal the envelopes.*

On Friday Dave’s work had a family picnic at a local water park. I took my camera and was happy to sit on the sidelines with Luke and snap pictures of Dave and Adam playing in the water. I had the two of them pose at the entrance (Adam looked adorable in his sunglasses and baseball cap). I mentally cursed the man that stood in my way causing me to miss out on what would have been an adorable shot of the two of them splashing in the water together. Thankfully Dave was able to recreate the moment for me once the annoying guy moved. I even got a couple of really cute pictures of Luke napping in the stroller.

After taking about 20 pictures I realized there was no memory card in the camera – which means all my carefully framed snapshots don’t exist outside of my head. I did manage to get a couple of decent pictures thanks to my cell phone. Here’s one of Dave and Adam enjoying the lazy river:

And even though this isn’t the best quality, I love this picture of Adam running toward me. The tidal wave pool scared him when it started up and so he went right for the safety of my lap. I ended up soaked, but I didn’t mind too much. I mean really, who am I to deny a boy that needs his mama?

Seriously, Adam is one very “loved” little boy. This playground was waiting for him in Grandmama & Papa’s backyard when we got there on Saturday. I’ve been told putting it together was a two-day event and involved a very talented crew of volunteers.

Adam’s already mastered the rock wall and loves to climb up it and then go down the slide (on his belly, feet first). He also really likes to be pushed on the swing.

Some day he will have to share this with his brother and any future cousins/siblings, but for now it’s all Adam’s, and he couldn’t be happier about it. He’s a pretty lucky little guy.

PS – If you click on the pictures it will make them bigger and you can get the full effect of Adam’s smile. It’s worth it.

I told you I was “one of those moms.”  Adam thought it was pretty cool that he and Luke both had the same outfit on and kept pointing out the octopuses on them. Did you know that “octopuses” is actually the correct pluralization of the word “octopus”, not “octopi”? It is amazing (and sometimes scary) the things the internet can teach you.

Also, this week I learned that I have difficulties using the correct punctuation with quotation marks. I just read up on the proper usage on a grammar site; hopefully it helps (oooh a semicolon, look who’s getting all fancy now).

And yes, the homophone misuse in the title of this post was intentional. I love a good pun.

These pictures have been sitting on my desktop for a week now, so I’ll just share them before they get any older.

My boys are pretty adorable.

And that’s not just a biased mama talking, it was confirmed earlier tonight by the lady wearing the eye patch in the frozen food aisle at the Walmart. She told me that Adam could be a model and that Luke is a beautiful baby – and she should know, she used to be a beauty pageant judge.

Despite the eye patch, I think her vision is just perfect.