so it begs the question, can you correctly guess who is who?






by little i mean the walking cast that goes almost up to my knee. when i walk, i feel like The Terminator. B even came up with this robotic noise that he makes while i take steps. great. to make an extremely long story short, the orthopedic doctor (whom specializes in foot/ankle injuries) is making me wear this for the next two weeks. he was very disappointed in my lack of care and wishes that either urgent care or my regular dr office would have referred me to him sooner. he thinks that the "walk on it-no don't walk on it-walk on it with a brace-no, better walk on it without a brace" crap that i've been doing for the last month only hindered my recovery time.
how cute is he? i can't wait until he can actually pedal because, i'll be honest, i do NOT have the patience to teach/explain over and over and over and over how to pedal. he gets it. he knows to pedal forwards, to the front--however you want to explain it but he just looks at you and goes "i can't." without.even.trying. makes me mentally go "AAAAAAAAAAAHHH."
cutie pa tootie!
that picture, is totally unrelated to this post. it has nothing to do with biting at all, i just thought i'd share his sad/pouty look. (he was upset because B was watering the flowers and he got sprayed.)
okay, and a small disclaimer before you scroll to the next pic: i find it hilarious. B finds it equally hilarious. however you may not. i, the mother of 3 under 3, am in a bikini. consider yourself warned. (i must also note that i am *only* seen in a bikini while on my super private back deck in the middle of a weekday, with my children.)
um yeah, peanut the camera is up here! like father like son i guess. [insert eye roll here] you should have seen him while in the fitting room while i was trying on swim suits. talk about being confused! he kept thinking he was going to be fed and was getting slightly ticked off!
this is my little friend, i call feedjit. okay...everyone calls it feedjit. it's just what it's called. i didn't pet name it or anything but regardless, it's a live traffic feed. it lets me know how people find my blog. i don't have it listed in a search engine (i like a little privacy from internet whackos) so this tells me how people land here. could be from here, or my facebook page but usually it's a direct link.
first bites...a little apprehensive but then pooks realized it was ''chokyet" (chocolate) and ''meeshmels" (marshmallows) and that was all he needed to know!
by the end bubba was already saying ''i yike smores. i want more s'mores mama. please??"
then yesterday i set up a little pool out on the back deck. with the heat index it was close to 100 degrees and the pool sounded blissfully wonderful. the problem lies in the fact that there is one mommy and three kids...i am not wild about the idea of taking 3 little ones to the public pool by myself. is it more fun? yes. but is it about 10,000 times more nerve wracking and stressful. trying to make sure that both older boys stay close by me in the shallow end of the pool, that there is no fighting, that they don't get pushed, splashed or dunked by someone else; that they don't slip, run or climb the waterfall --all while holding peanut--not going to happen. the pool is just too crowded for me to feel comfortable.

and lastly a picture of B blowing out the candles on his birthday cake last night:
(btw his cake was suppose to look like 2 playing cards...let's just say i decorated the entire thing in less than 5 minutes while trying to keep 2 toddlers fingers out of the frosting all while listening to an infant scream. 'nuf said!)
to having little guys of your own...
b you've come so far in your 27 years, and we love you!!! hope you had a happy birthday!!!
and i wouldn't dare forget bubba and pooks who chowed down on pb&j sandwiches, cheetos, applesauce and sweet tea.
after dinner we took the kiddos to the park where they played for a bit then we walked on the trail that goes around the park. the boys like going on nature walks. or as they call it ''goin questing." really we are looking at leafs, sticks, bugs, bark, berries and the like. they had fun but mama's ankle was sore afterwards! as we were leaving i couldn't resist capturing one pic of all my boys.
please ignore the porta-potty ;) it kinda ruins the moment but oh well.