i'm going to try...really try. super a lot.

 i was cleaning up my favorites list, getting rid of blogs that i no longer look at and such. then i came across the boys blog...guilt. this blog was for them and all five of you who read it. i'm not a fan of guilt so i will try harder. my last post was september 8. sad. pathetic. shameful. too much has happened, loads. i will just start with this

week. good. you agree.

 frederick is a hand full. tonight at church, josh our fearless leader was giving a lovely talk of which i heard 1/2 and absorbed 1/3. i like to think i walked away with the good bits. anyhow, the reason my attention was impaired is because i was attempting to tame a wiggle wormy, thrashing, loud small person named frederick. he is crawling like an olympic crawler. if crawling were ever to become an event my boy could bring home the gold.
 here it is 10:47 and i can hear dadadadadada coming from his crib. why you ask? you got me, today was a no napper. i am just along for this ride.
 mr frederick is the proud owner of two shiny new teeth. i'm rather fond of them although they are not often seen. you know how some people are not big bottom teeth smileys? travis is one, don't think i know if his bottom teeth are nicely aligned or all crazy in there?  hmmm.  my sister for example smiles with all teeth visible.  top and bottom-not any crazy back teeth, she's not weird. frederick is a top teeth smiler, but what a great grinner he is. i'm learning every day what different smiles mean. one says "haha i'm gonna eat the dog food before you can reach me he he he", one says "ya brother i'm gonna steel your passie and watch you cry bah haha", and one says "hi mom!! hi mom!! sooo happy to see you!! hold me!! pleeease!?!"--love that one. our frederick; he's a complex cookie. loves to take a bath, and puts his face in the water! thinks its a hoot. uses his brothers head as pushing off point to stand and puts every object known to man in his mouth, excluding food of course. duh.

cal. sigh. everything i just said about frederick, reverse it and ta daa you've got cal. He is crawling s l o w l y, but crawling none the less. he is patient with his brother constantly taking, well everything. if i had to use one word for cal i would say content. except if you are late wit his food. no sirree.  tardiness will get a belting cry form our ordinarily content cal. i do my best to be prompt. cal is quite skilled at feeding himself. the whole event looks a bit like cookie monster. he shoves all of the food into his mouth and some makes it to his tummy. the rest makes its way to the floor and then to the dogs tummies. everyone is a winner. cal is also quite a talker lots of dadada bababa mamama ooooohhh. dadad is his go to phrase and his voice is the sweetest voice ever. ever.  i know what i'm talking about. the end.  really, it is its a bit raspy, but sweet to and he often looks at you and whispers da da da da. it will melt you. i should put a warning on the back of his abnormally large ( big brain) head. warning: i am so sweet you will want to put me in your pocket and take me home with you. something along those lines.
cal pal is not so into bathing, its ok.  he'd take baked beans over bath time any day. also, i know most of you have held both of my boys and they are cuddlers, but cal. wow. that child can hug. he loves to snuggle. i'm just a lucky girl.

over and out:)