Laugh or Cry

Today I laid Brock down for a nap but he had other plans.  He was playing quietly in his room and I went to take a shower - this is pretty much our normal routine these days.  I have about a 50% chance he will actually sleep during his morning nap time.  I took my shower and got dressed and could still hear him quietly playing.  Finally he did his call out from the crack under the door to let me know he was ready to come out.  Usually he says "mom mom" to let me know he's done playing, but today I was greeted with "uh-oh".  That is never good.  I opened the door to find Brock running around with no pants or diaper on (both of which he was wearing when I first laid him down).  My first step into his room I stepped in a puddle of pee.  Just wait, it gets better.  I noticed right away the room smelled like poop as well.  When I turned the light on, his diaper with poop still in it lay on the floor in his room.  Next to the closet were 3 skid marks.  *Sigh*  I spent the next 30 minutes scrubbing the carpet with water because I found out we don't have carpet cleaner. It's been an interesting day.

"Bee-bee"

This week Brock has done great with Sophie.  We have to be careful with him not "loving" her too hard at times.  Last week he was sitting on the couch and put his arms out to hold his sister.  He was so proud of himself to have Sophie - although, if you look at his face in the second picture I think he is scheming something!  

Hard at Work

Brock loves to work outside with his Daddy.  He also loves to play with the fountain in the backyard.  Here are some pictures of him "helping" Daddy.

UH-OH

Yesterday I was sitting in the family room and I kept hearing this soft swoosh noise coming from Brock's room.  I didn't think much about it because finally Sophie was napping and he was playing quietly in his room and I was enjoying my own quiet time to myself.  After a few more minutes of hearing the noise, it dawned on me what it was - the sound of wipes being pulled out of the wipes box.  Now I know why he was playing so quiet.  This is what I found ...

 

Oh well, sometimes you just have to pick your battles.  He was so proud of himself and having so much fun.  I let him finish pulling every wipe out of the box before I crammed them all back inside in a big wad.  

Smiley Sophie

I tried to get a picture of Sophie smiling yesterday - but I'm still not quick enough.  It's hard to take a picture while trying to make your baby smile and keep your toddler from poking her in the face or taking the camera away.  So these were the best I could do for now.

Cousins

Sophie LOVES her cousins.

Mia holding Sophie and Kaedyn posing for the camera

Mia loved holding Sophie.  

She did great and was a huge help taking care of the baby.

Dedication Day

Sunday Sophia was dedicated at our church.  She was so cute in her little dress.  Brock went on stage with us to start with, but about 2 minutes into it his true colors began to shine through (Mom had to take him off stage).  Overall, it was a beautiful day and we are so blessed to have a wonderful church to call home and raise our children in.

Brock's tantrum on stage

Our little family

Sophie's dedication

Pastor Isaac Hunter and Sophie

One Month!

Sophie was one month old last week.  She weighs 10 pounds now and has started smiling (not in this picture though!)  I'm not quick enough to catch her smile on camera.  She is growing and changing every day!

Best Friends

Last Sunday we went to the beach for Beach Baptism with our church.  Here are some pictures of Brock and his best friend Corban playing.

I think Brock was the look out while Corban was in charge of the getaway vehicle!

The Hip Bones Connected to the Thigh Bone ...

Brock modeling his costume

Ok mom, no more pictures - time to go!

The skeleton, lil' pumpkin and me

Nap Time

Brock has been sleeping in his toddler bed for over 4 months now and we have only found him on the floor once so far - until yesterday!  I laid him down for a nap and heard him up and playing. He was being quiet so I didn't go in to check on him.  I assumed that he had crawled back into his bed when he was ready to sleep - guess I was wrong!  When I went to wake him up to go to Grammy's house, I almost stepped on him when I opened the door.  The little guy was out!  At least he had his pillow.