Busy Busy

Life is busy at the VanderPloeg's. Sam and Tyler are into everything. They climb, reach, grab, and swipe at or on or for literally everything we own. Did you leave your cell phone within 1 foot of the edge of the table? Too bad because Tyler swiped it and is now mysteriously texting half of the contact list. Did you leave the remote anywhere on the couch? Too bad because Sam is now DVR'ing the Today Show in perpetuity. And don't even think about taking these gadgets away: the double meltdown is ridiculous.

In all the busy-ness and day-to-day crazy-ness, it is sometimes easy to forget to be thankful for the little things -- health, home, family, friends. It's easy to remember the stress and forget the giggles and snuggles. Here's a quote from my sister's blog that I try to keep in mind:

“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” -- Robert Brault

Love

I Love When my Boys ...

... giggle from their bellies
... smile from ear to ear
... fall on their bums with a thud
... try to run
... show me how big they are (So Big!)
... back it in and sit on my lap
... snuggle
... dance to Lawrence Welk or the Law
... sleep with totally peaceful faces
... sleep with their bums "high and tight"

I love my little family :).

Another Year Older

Happy birthday to me... I have officially entered the last year of my twenties. I'd say I had a pretty good birthday. Apart from all the super nice birthday wishes from facebook friends and phone calls from family, I was lucky enough to go get an oil change ... which meant 1.5 hours of peace to finish my book. We also took the boys out to the mall, Jack and I got to go to Bonefish, AND I got to get a few drinks with two of my girlfriends. A great way to ring in another year.

The boys have been doing pretty well lately. We still struggle with naps, getting them to eat enough of the right foods, and Tyler's addiction to his Mamma, but on the whole, they are healthy and growing and fabulous. I feel we have now entered the world of discipline though and it's not going so well. They both love to shake our floor lamps (and have even succeeded in breaking one) and when I say no, they just think it is hillarious. I say no louder, more sternly; even more funny. I sometimes throw them in their cribs as "punishment" but that still only deflects them from going right back about half the time. Needless to say, it can be a little frustrating.

We had a fun snow day over here on Wednesday. We actually took the boys out in the snow for a few minutes for their first time and the reaction was mixed: Sam = not a fan, Ty = kind of fun.