An update, no pics

So, we went to Fayetteville over the weekend and my sister and I were seriously rocking some Dance Party on Wii. Rob thought this was super funny and got out the camera to record my not so ready to be recorded dancing body dropping it like it was hot. Long story short.....we left the camera next to the Wii. Hmph.

So, I'll just talk your ear off. All about Hot Mess and Sad Clown. Or Rylan and Max, respectively. Rylan is working through some real anger management issues when he is put in time out. Enter the name Hot Mess. Max is growing 4 two year molars all at once. At the ripe old age of barely one. And he KEEPS. GETTING. EAR. INFECTIONS. The nasty ones that clog his ear tube. Enter the name Sad Clown.

But, the glass is always half full. There is always a silver lining. The kids are freakin cute. So cute that by the end of the day, when he's all snuggled in your lap with his favorite book or ten books, Hot Mess returns to Rylan, and then there's the one that looks at you across the room, lights up with realization of who you are and how much he loves you and he opens his mouth and utters "LOLA!!!" And Sad Clown is back to Max.

Rylan, our boy that once scared us because he, literally, STOPPED speaking (around 18-19 months) is now telling stories, bossing us around, and (best of all) telling us what he needs. He has yet to learn that when he asks for stuff, followed by the very cute Rylan word of "puh-weeze" that he almost always gets what he asked for. He's still working through freaking out, screaming and throwing himself on the ground when we don't immediately know what he's wanting. Its a work in progress. It just feels SO GOOD to say that we see progress.

I'll give you some funny Ry-isms

"you not a bad mommy, you an Elmo mommy"-not sure what that means

"My baby brudder is seepin'"

"Lola woke me up"

"Daddy, your tv too loud"

"Hunty Dunty fall down, but he's okay"

"Daddy I broke my crown"***

Max isn't just walking. The kid is running. I only thought I was busy having a newborn and a two year old. Holy moly the kid is fast. Often, and I do mean often, I'll be helping Rylan get his pants pulled up after going potty, and here comes Max and throws a toy in Rylan's pee water. He also can do sign language to tell us he wants "more" of whatever he's eating and he has said -Lola, mama, dada, LOLA, dog, Lola, hat, Lola......he really likes Lola. Alot. So much, in fact, that he is dressing up as her for Halloween.

So, there's an update. I so hope to have a camera back soon. I feel like the worst blogger EVAH!

***Um, because we don't already have shit for luck, when we went to Kansas I fell down wearing some cheapo heels. It didn't hurt too bad, so I didn't really worry about it. Which is why 1.5 weeks later I was going down a flight of concrete stairs with Max in my arms and holding Rylan's hand. My ankle literally quit working and turned perpendicular to my body causing me to fall, causing Rylan to roll down 4-5 stairs and causing Max to go flying through the air. HOWEVER, we did have some luck, as Rylan fell on his side and rolled side to side instead of onto his head. And I fell onto my butt, so I was able to reach out and catch Max's pants, stopping him from sailing through the air, but his head did graze a concrete step. It was seriously sad times.Apparently my ankle didn't hurt because it had sprained so much that all the tendons had stretched completely out. To the point of being unstable. I am in physical therapy for my piece of crap ankle, so hopefully this won't happen again.

Max Is One

I am very sorry this is two weeks late. We've had three parties for Max, taken a trip to Kansas for a wedding, been babysitting another one year old, held a garage sale, had another ear infection, a sprained ankle and pumpkin patched. I woke up today and realized I had thrown our blog out the window. The best thing about all that? KNOCK ON WOOD, they were (mostly) healthy enough that we got to do all of the above things!!!!

Max is one. I cannot believe we are already saying that. If feels like yesterday we just brought him home from the hospital. This last year has been one of the hardest of my life, with all of our illnesses and adapting to two small kids, but it has been my favorite at the same time.

So, let's rewind two weeks. We threw Max a first birthday bash at our house a week before his birthday, because we were traveling to Kansas for a wedding during his actual birthday. Some of his playgroup friends and several family members were able to make it to the house to help us celebrate. We were so lucky to have great weather, so it ended up being a really great day for lots of outside time, chatting and good times. Thanks to everyone who helped us celebrate good times.

The cake for the big Razorback Fans

Sweetest Birthday Boy showing off his present from his Grandma and Grandpa. Our four family unit now has a complete set of rocking chairs.

I haven't a clue whether the kid actually ate ANY cake. But he enjoyed

massaging it into all facial orices.

Maxer's cake. So cute.

Playing with his new bus. The occupants of the bus are hanging out of his mouth. Notice post-cake hair. It was crusty. ewwww

Getting his Toms shoes from Cheryll. She might or might not have noticed how everytime a kid in our playgroup has Toms, I go ON AND ON AND ON about how cute they are.

Max's nursery was decorated with Dr. Seuss, so we got him a huge stack of Dr. Seuss books to enjoy. He isn't really into them quite yet, but Rylan is enjoying the fruits of that labor.

Our sweet bday boy (and me with crazy eyes)

The whole family. This is the best we could do. Lots of distractions.

So, it was a great day, fun was had by all. The very next week, we left for a four day trip to Kansas for my cousin's wedding. More on that later.

Dear Max,

As the book says, we love you to the moon.....and back. You have brought so much happiness and light into our life. I wouldn't trade you for a million of anything. You are one cool dude. A life without our Max in it is not a life I'd like to imagine at all. The world is a better place with you in it and I thank God that he chose Rob and I to be your mom and dad. Keep bringing the cute and I promise I'll do better to document it!!!!