Night Snow (play) ing!

Anyone remember these days?  I am pretty sure that I was much more sleep deprived than I am now . . .   

I was starting to feel odd having one hand free when caring for the baby, so I borrowed Anna’s dearest friend, Booker (fondly known by my boys as Da Book-ah) for some snugs while his mama and sis played in the snow!  Mr. Booker and Anna Kathryn were born the very same week!  They are the twins on our block for 2010!

Someone(s) had been inside too many days due to the weather, so we put on our gear for some night Snow Playing with Daddy.  The gear was a teensy bit small . . . and the boys didn’t know the fun they were about to have, so some of us were a little sad.  {Please note the snow gear with the Elmo magnadoodle in hand.  Why go anywhere without it?}

William, busy building his empire.   Hysterical!

RUN, MOMMY!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!

Ready!

 

Nonna was here lending a hand and laughing outloud at the boys in their snow suits . . . we had to cram them into them, but boy am I glad that Sugie and I picked them up at a consignment sale this fall.  Well worth it in my book! Little Miss was clearly unfazed by all of the mayhem!

My handsome hubs and his boy!

Our Hudsey hard at work!

Mommy had had a long day and was glad to be outside, too!

Please note Nonna and Anna peering out the window!

 

These boys loved the snow and they stayed to play much longer than any of us expected!  William asked to come inside first . . . we’re pretty sure that Hudson would have slept out there if we’d let him!

 

I love Hatch and William’s expressions in this one!  So sweet—they love playing with their Daddy!

Back inside, they decided to rearrange our snowmen . . . 

. . . and find Goldbug with Nonna!  She makes life with these three look EASY!  (it’s not!) 

impromptu baby smooch mid-book-reading!

Thank you, Nonna, for your tireless efforts with us all!

And, yes, we let our child play in the snow in his john john and knee socks . . . well, I’ll say this:  we could not STOP him from playing in the snow.  I love this picture.  It just reminds me of how much of a BOY he is . . . and it makes me think of my brother Christopher automatically pouncing into puddles everytime he saw even a tiny pool forming.  I love it!

AND, before I forget . . .

RECENTLY HEARD:

{unfortunately for me, I hear this all too often}

“UM, Love, I think you have snot/blood/milk/spit-up/poop  on your pants/shirt/face/hand/hair”

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Mommy:  UH OH

William:  What happen’ Mommy?

Mommy:  Your bib just dripped milk down my leg and into my shoe.

William:  I clean it, Mommy.  I clean it. 

{Oh, my heart!}

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Anytime you ask Hudson a question, he will look off in thought and say “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm” before answering.  It is adorable!

Mommy:  “Hudson, would you like peanut butter and jelly for lunch?”

Hudson:  “UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, No, Mommy!  Cheese Toast!”

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{The boys knew Sugie was coming to lend a hand in the chaos, so this was our conversation}

Hudson:  “Goo-gee comin, Mommy?

Mommy:  “Yes, Sugie will meet us at home”

Hudson:  “Goo-gee eat, Mommy?”

Mommy:  “Yes, Sugie will eat with us and {thank the Lord} help us eat our lunch, too.  What do you think Sugie will eat?”

Hudson:  “UMMMMMMMMMMMMM.  Yogurt.”

“and, Apples.”

William:  “And blueberries!”

AND:  they were right!  :)

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William is recently into making up words and sounds as part of an effort to prove his hilarity.  He keeps talking about “drill bits and O-bits” and he goes through names of things in such a funny way . . . “Hi Baby Anna!  Hi Anna Banana!  Hi Ann Banan!  Hi Baby Ann!”

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Hudson:  “Mommy!  SHHH!  Roomba s’eepin’!”

{Roomba is our robot vacuum thing that always, in my mind, fails to deliver on cleaning my house like Rosie from the Jetsons}

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And, in the world of TWOS {and, yes, many of these things are YELLED!}:

“I DO IT”

“THAT MINES!!  MINES!!”

“MY TURN!”

“ME ALL DONE!”

“NO WEE-YUM!”

{This is a mockery of us counting to 3 in order to try to get them to stop doing whatever crazy thing they are doing}  “1-4-3  STOP!  NOW!  STOOOOP!”

“I go tell him ‘No,’ Mommy.”  {fast walking across the room to his brother}  “HUDSEY.  NO!”  {wagging finger in air}  “NO HUDSEY!  NO!”

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And, Hatch’s favorite:

“Do not put ‘tiny man’ in your diaper.  That is gross”  “GWOSS.”  “yes, gross!”

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My friend, Lisa, to me:  “Do they always talk this much, or is it just because I am here?”

 

NIGHTY NIGHT!