It's back...

College football season is back.  We have got our jerseys and corn hole boards and hotdogs and bourbon (give me a break, for once I am not pregnant during football season) and we are ready to fill our Saturdays up with endless football games.  The Tarheels opened up the season with a big W and we hope to continue for at least a few more games.

Game faces.  You will only see Nash posing with fake mascots.  He is terrified of the real ones.

We missed you Theo, maybe next time. Or maybe next year. Two is tough enough.

I win!

I never knew a kid could ask sooo many questions during a game.  He should be an expert by the end of the season.

Where we spent most of our time.  Potty training is a bia.  

We have tickets in the Blue Zone because we are football brats.  But it is awesome.  Some families go to Disney World we go to football games.

innocence

Oh to be young, wild and free and butt-naked.  Just another reason to love summer.  Just another reason to embrace being a little boy.  Just another reason to take off your clothes when you get spaghetti on them.  At what age does this become inappropriate?  Unfortunately for Jackson I think he may be knocking on that door.  Although this innocence is a beautiful thing.

Stop looking at my weenie Ms. Diane! (jk, he didn't say that and she is technically not pointing at it)  She is the nicest 80-year-old neighbor you have ever met.  She and Jackson may just be BFFs.

favorites

Well look what we have here.  An ever smiling baby Theo wearing a peanut m&m onesie.  Does it get any better than this?  This is what happiness looks like.  And this is what his older bro looked like.

Breakfast of Champions

Between 6:15 and 8:15 am (depending if they go to bed at 8:30 or 10:30 pm, wish I was kidding) I hear one of the boys open and slam shut their bedroom door.  They slowly creep in our room, ask 'where daddy is' and command 'I wantttt some breakfast!'  Then we have oatmeal, cinnamon toast, eggs, some orange juice and maybe some blueberries for good measure.  They eat every bit of it.  I think they consume more for breakfast than most kids do the entire day. And really if they don't eat anything the rest of the day, I don't have to worry about it.  But who am I kidding, it only takes about an hour before Nash hollers out 'Mom, I'm still hungry!'  I can only imagine when I have a 12, 14 and 16 year old.

Pants are optional at breakfast.

Mom! I need some orange juice pweeeezzeee!

#1 Babe

So I am just going to go ahead and say it, Theo is our best baby yet.  Thank-you God.  The dude just goes with the flow.  He spends a lot of time in his swing chilling, smiles whenever someone pays attention to him, naps when he can, and loves when his mama holds him.  He also loves a good bath, staring at ceiling fans, trying to grab things on his play mat, being outside, eating his fists, and 'playing' with his big bros.  He has been a champ at night time, sleeping better than the big guys.  He goes down for the night around 10pm and sleeps until 6am, I feed him and then he goes back to sleep for a couple more hours.  With our track record, this is really good for a Farris baby!  He is still sleeping in our room in the nap nanny.  I know I should move him to his room but we got a good thing going and I am not willing to risk it right now.  We love us some 'baby pheooo!'

3 Months!

Ninja dude, scoot back, I am trying to take my 3 month pics.

For real though, I am about to get ticked.

Alright then, put 'em up big guy.

decisions, decisions

Nash and I took a special trip to Target the other day for some big boy underwear.  Or, as he calls them panties.  After a good 15 minutes of looking, I kid you not, he went with a Despicable Me theme.  Now  it is his mom's turn to put a little effort in the whole potty training thing.  I don't like potty training almost as much as I don't like changing ginormous boy dumps.  

Hmmm...

'You just dookie in the potty mom so that your hiney won't hurt.'  Preach it boy!

THE Art Show!

I am not sure if I have touched on this before but Jackson is not so much in to art.  In fact his teacher sent home a note that Jackson excels in school but may not bring home much art work because he has no interest in it.  The art work that he did bring home usually consisted of one line in one color.  I like to think of him as a modern minimalist.  So I was a little weary of signing him up for 'art camp.'  Our neighbor down the road was doing it in her garage for a couple of hours in the morning with a bunch of Jackson's friends.  But once I thought about it, 2 hours in the morning with only 2 kids, yep I signed him up.  He loved it!  I could still pick out all of his art work (he is no Picasso, or maybe he is?) but it looks like he branched out with a few more colors.  I asked him what was his favorite part was, 'well we had grapes and Pirates Booty for snacks!'  That's my boy.

His sculpture 'Dragon Volcano'

Family picture at 'The Show.'  He was very excited about this show!

Theo's Baptism

Theodore was baptized Sunday morning at The Church of the Good Shepherd.  He was as sweet and smiley per usual.  I had hopes that his big brothers would b a little nervous about going up front so they would be quiet and well behaved.  Ha!  It could have been better, but it could have been worse…

Family photo before the service! Someone had to pee.

Handsome Theo.

It started off well.

Then they spotted a penny…  Being the smart oldest brother Jackson gave it to Nash, 'so he won't cry, right mom.'  WHEW.

Theodore which means, 'gift of God' was Baptized with water.  The cool part!

And then we celebrated with a lot of family with a big ol BBQ lunch.  And then Nanny Nat's Birthday!!

Partied out.  

sugar

Who wants some sweet sweaty summer sugar? I can't get enough of this little guy.  Theo, you are my sunshine.

balls

Yesterday I went inside for approximately 2 minutes to check on Theo who was napping.  It only took 13 seconds for screaming to ensue, which I payed no attention to.  Then I heard nothing for about 1 whole minute at which point I sprinted outside to see what was wrong.  Nash had hit a ball over the fence into the pond and apparently a ginormous diaper also made its way over.  We got it all out with a rake and then they threw it back in the pond and got it out again and again and again.  But not before I got this picture.  I guess it is time to start potty training.  Whomp whomp.  

naps

Sometimes when my kids won't take naps, which is most days now, I let them watch Sesame Street. Ok, really I make them watch that show because it is an hour long and I need an hour. I cover them with blankets and snacks so they will leave me alone for a good 10 minutes.  Afterwards they are still awake and everyone is crying so I load everyone in the car and ride around to see if at least one person will fall asleep.  And then we go to get a donut because everyone is still awake.  Yep, that will show them who is boss around here!

I won't nap if you won't nap, deal.

Donuts and a sleeping baby, success.