Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

No Words

Dear Asa,
You know I love you. You know I love Daddy. I'm sharing because one day it will be a funny memory. And more importantly, I may be able to use it against you at some point in the future.

Earlier this evening, you were in just your diaper standing outside the bathroom door whining because you wanted a bath. Daddy and I were arguing over who had...I mean got...to give you one. After begging and pleading Daddy 'won' and Mama left you boys to go downstairs and fold laundry. Woohoo! 

After 20 minutes or so I came back upstairs surprised that you boys were still in the bathroom. When Mama bathes you it's in and out (and I firmly believe that's the correct way to do it). Anyhoo... Daddy then came out of the bathroom holding naked you and sharply told me to drain the tub. I said 'ok.' Daddy said 'now.' I glared at him and was ready to yell when I got suspicious. I scooted into the bathroom and found your poop all mixed up in your now brown bath water.

I yelled at Daddy. Daddy laughed and admitted to not paying attention to you. When he looked up you were not only sitting in poopy water but you were eating your poop.  (He said you didn't like it and I'm glad for that).

So, your poor Mama just finished scooping poop out of the tub and giving it a good bleach while your irresponsible Daddy brushed your teeth. Now that I think of it, we probably should have given you another bath....

Anyway, always remember that I have and will continue to take photos of these heartwarming milestones.

Love you,
Mama



Saturday, June 1, 2013

File under...

...things I do not find amusing.

Asa likes to pretend like he's choking. He coughs and makes this sound like he's gasping for air. Not cool little Mann. Not cool.

Also, where do you learn this stuff? Is it that crazy Harper or sneaky Riley? Perhaps it's the seemingly well behaved Greta?