superbowl bust

 Yep, Teague has another bruise on his head.  I feel like such a helpless mother borderline bad mom.  We were at Matt and Jennie's and of course Teague was zipping around the house when he slipped right onto their tv console.  Instant goose egg.  Drew, Alli and I held Teague down so I could put ice on it. Of course he hated it.  Thank goodness it didn't split open, there would have been blood everywhere. 

Today, it's already turning yellow.

Zori y Normano

 Thanks Normano for the new toothbrush.  In case you didn't know, Norm is a periodontist so oral health is very important to him.  He says that people who don't floss are the ones who pay for his vacations (b/c they have such bad gum disease). This toothbrush lights up for 2 minutes which is the amount of time you are supposed to brush your teeth.

 Normano feeding Finn apples.

 Teague in his bag of toys.

 Teague helping Normano put silverware away.

 This table was made by Norm's dad like 55 years ago.  It's related to Foosball, but this game is ice hockey.

Crazy kids!

Thanks for having us over Friday&Saturday.  Like always we had a blast and we miss you already!

Random

I'm totally going to ramble tonight mostly because I'm a rambler and my thoughts are so random and mushy.  Other moms out there you know what I mean.

Let me start with Teague. Friday we started something new. Enter pooping on the toilet. I totally caught Teague making one of those faces and I quickly grabbed him and put him on the toilet. We hung out for about 15 minutes when his turd decided to make it's debut. We celebrated, did a few high tens, woo hoo's and then I was faced with the do I or don't I. Do I take a picture of this and tuck it away for his eyes only as a moment in his history to be  proud of and if I do, is that really gross? I decided it was a little too much. So I didn't. But I was kinda sad to watch that 1st poop swirl down into the hole of grossness. And while we're on the topic of gross. Tonight, I transitioned Teague in the tub and Finn out of the tub at about the same time and he peed on her. Awesome. Don't worry, she's clean. Again.

Yesterday at my mom's house Teague wanted a hair pretty (as we call them) in his hair and so I let him. I mean, how often to guys get to experience what it's like to be a lady. It's hard stuff and sometimes not so fun. He sported his sprout all day long and when we got home Drew asked politely never to do that again. Oops! (I thought it was okay and justified it by saying he looked like a blonde baby sumo wrestler. Right?)

Whoa!  High heels baby!  After church on Sunday night I was in the kitchen doing something and I hear Teague come clicking into the room.  In my heels.  I love my boy.  He's always keeping me on my toes.  Pun intended.

gettin' low

Hope y'all have a fantastic snow day tomorrow!