T-Minus

86 days until we move out of our house...
96 days until we leave Houston to visit family and friends on our way to Miami...
110 days until we leave Miami for Peru...

This my friends is what life in fast forward feels like...So much to do so little time

Happy Birthday Logan!

Yesterday was my oldest son's 5th birthday. His birthday was more emotional for me then any of my own birthday's. I'm not sure why but I have few ideas. One of them being that he is growing up and it makes me kind of sad. I remember being in the hospital with him like it was yesterday. I thought jaundice was the end of the world and nothing could be worse than leaving him in the hospital for 2 extra days (in retrospect I really wish I had slept more during that time) Little did I know he would have 3 seperate trips to the ER from the ages 2 to 4...boys will be boys

I heard somewhere that having children is like giving your heart legs and letting it walk around outside your body. I would definitely have to agree with that.

So now my little man is 5 and I'm already about to lock him up from all the girls  

family pictures

These are mostly from our spring break trip to San Antonio. I just finished sorting and editing them *this is my first time editing photo's and I just used picasa nothing fancy so bear with me.

I love this one of me and Timothy

Timothy smiled! yay! Logan on the other hand was annoyed with some noise he heard?

My 3 favorite guys!

Cuties!

Monkey was upset so Timothy was giving him a kiss

My little gangsta...and idk what Timothy is doing but it looks like he's throwing up

Look at those eyes!

    

Loves!

I was apparently going for the "That 70's show" look

Self portrait

 

Our Family

Logan and his best friend Alexis

I love how Logan and Alexis are sitting really close to each other and Timothy is looking at the space 

Logan Cheesin'

Fave!

Mama love part 3

Every morning I am strangled awake. It may sound horrifying but it's actually quite sweet because the strangling is meant to be a hug from him

I mean who wouldn't wanted to be strangled awake by this little cutie!?

Timothy is my cuddle bug. he loves to be near me and is usually found in the same room as me. We have 20 minute's a day of just him sitting in my lap with his head on my shoulder. It's become a daily requirement for both of us much like veggies and vitamins.

 He's the child I mentioned before that is so enamored with cookies that he growls "coo-kee mon-so"  (He's fond of cookies. Not cookie monster. He just found out that Mommy is way more likley to cave and give cookie's when he immitates the monster...stop frowning Jami! He doesn't get cookie's that often ;)

I'm a sucker for sesame street characters\

He also calls me daddy and daddy, mommy. Not because he is confused but because he thinks it's funny to call us each others names...pray for me!

The thing Timothy loves to help me with is laundry...good thing too because I *hate* laundry. He makes it fun (until he knocks over the piles of neatly folded clothes...but that is a different post :p)

he likes to move stuff from the washer to the dryer. If I don't ask him to help me he will restart the washer on his own when it finishes...making sure our clothes are extra clean and our water bill is roughly 20% higher than it would be without his help Yay! lol 

When he eat's drinks somethig he shouldn't (which is anytime I turn my back) he smiles and says mmm hnnn A combination of mmm mmm and uhh unn. 

I think God gives mother's a special kind of love for kids like Timothy. He keeps me on my toes way more than Logan but in a way the things that drive me crazy are also things that make me love him more. Jose say's he's just like me...I wonder if that's why?  

I love you TD bear!

Mama love part 2

It's amazing how much my little boys make me laugh. I mean really, who knew you can be angry at someone because they just smashed an entire roll of oreo cookies into the carpet that you just vacuumed (thank God for multi color carpet that does not look nasty) one moment and then laughing at them the next because of the growly voiced "cookie monso!" with oreo's coming out of their mouth just like the real cookie monster.
Some days I really think I'm not cut out for this "mom thing" but then I cuddle one of my beautiful boys. Wipe away a tear. Listen to them playing them together (or alone) and I'm reminded why I do this. Why I clean up mess after mess after mess...I can't imagine a better life without them. My house might be cleaner...no it would definitely be cleaner. I would probably have more time to do the things I want to, and I would probably still have some of the brain cells I seem to have misplaced. But I would miss out on the "mommy, blow me a kiss, now throw me a kiss! I caught it! Catch my kiss mommy!" the climbing on me while I'm trying to fold laundry, or use the computer. The feeling of their little hands in mine, and best of all the laughter!

I'm trying to hold on to these things. Trying to remember the important things. I don't ever want to look back on this time and think. If only I had enjoyed them. If only I had sat down and watched that movie with them or pretended to be the monster or the princess that needed saving from the monster. If only I had read one more book to them. I'm learning a part of living life to the fullest involves doing things you really don't *want* to do but will regret later if you don't. Now I need to go, there are two little boys that need to hear a story and get a hug and blow me a kiss then throw me a kiss before they go to bed :)