I am still learning how to transition from being a mother of two to a mother of three. Honestly going from two to three is harder than it was going from one to two. Never the less, there are still cute moments happening where I feel overjoyed to be a mother to these sweet boys.
I told him to make a birthday card for our adult friend Cherlyn's birthday. He wrote "Dear Cherlyn". Then he drew a person sitting on a toilet. AH!!!! I told him that was not an appropriate picture for a birthday card. He scribbled it out, but I snapped a picture of it before I threw it away.
He now says to me in his deep toddler voice "Hey Mom, take my picture!" Then he makes this weird smile face.
Recently I told Big D that Cub could draw a circle. When Big D ask him to draw him a circle, Cub drew a small circle and said "poop!" Big D asked my why I taught our son to draw poop. Trust me, I didn't, these boys figure these things out by themselves.
He is as cute as ever. He is definitely my most fussy baby, but we are figuring it out. He is starting to smile at us, which just melts your heart.
Even though we have some rough days and nights (like when all three boys were up at 3:30am!), I still glad we have all three of them in our family.
|Yes, Cub is almost always naked at our house, Little Grizzly shirt says "Little Brother", and T Bear wanted to be closer to the baby in this picture - not possible.|
In order to write this blog, I shut myself and Little Grizzly in the room and told the boys to play. T Bear recently stuck his head in and asked for a roll of paper towels. Now I hear screaming. I should probably stop and go see what they are up to....