Lovin' Life With My Guys!

Life is so good right now. I keep feeling so guilty for not documenting more of it. Radcliff says the cutest dang things all day long, and everything Bear does is too adorable. I wish I could box up all of these precious moments so I could remember them forever! I feel like the first couple months after Bear was born were pretty tricky and getting adjusted to life with two took some time. But now that he is getting a little older, well heck, they're both getting a little older, we have just settled into this fun little time of our lives, I feel like I've timed their bedtimes and naps in such a way that I get to spend a couple hours in the morning with each of them alone, which I love! And when both of them are awake they seriously play together every minute. Bear loves to go into Rad's playroom with him and they'll play in there for a long time. Or we'll go on the deck and eat ice cream sandwiches (Bear gets an apples in his little netty sucker thing) and we'll play with the hose and jump. Sometimes we go for walks to the park or just drives to get drinks and listen to music. I just love being with them all day. They are constantly making me laugh and smile, and if I'm ever having a moment where I'm frustrated or just tired, they quickly bring me back to a happier place. I really could have them be these ages forever. I wish they could be!

Now for a little bit about each of them...

Radcliff. He was seriously born to be an older brother. He is so protective of Bear and always trying to make him happy. He hands him his passy all day, is so good at breaking off tiny bites of his food to give to him, they wrestle and Radcliff is so good at being gentle and sharing his toys with him. Bear started choking a couple days ago and Radcliff started bawling he was so worried about him. He also is constantly saying and doing nice things for his mama too. I made a goal to ride my cycling bike every morning which means Radcliff usually is right by my side watching me. Sometimes it's hard to even finish because I'm laughing so hard at what he says, "Good job Mommy! Wow! Look how FAST you're going!? Are you so tired? I bet you're thirsty. Take a big drink! What's that dripping off your face?" He's hilarious! If he can ever tell I'm bugged he gets a cutest fake smile on his face and says, "I'm so sorry Mommy. Is your face happy? See mine is!" One thing I keep getting more and more grateful for, is how clean he is. He's the cleanest eater and is constantly wiping his hands when he eats. When it feels like all I do all day is feed and clean up, it's so appreciated! He always says, "Mommy. You miss me as a beeby (baby) huh?" I think I've grabbed him one too many times, kissing his cheeks, telling him he needs to always stay my baby. But I have just loved watching him grow up and seeing his sweet little personality develop! He's such a Daddy's guy. He'll say to me sometimes, "Mommy, you can stay in the car with Bearsie, k? And me and Daddy can run in," He loves his one on one time with Wren and helping him take care of and do nice things for Bear and I. He's just good. That's the best way to describe him. He has such good intentions and I'm so so so lucky I got him!

Now onto Everest. My Everest Bear. Oh my gosh, I'm so in love with that baby. And his little body. I swear it was built to mold in to mine, for the perfect hug. Oh, I don't know how I haven't eaten him yet. I really don't. I've heard from so many people that he just has a sparkle in his eye. He's so alert and there's just so much going on in that cute little head of his. He's easy. So easy.  He is so busy and the biggest scavenger for food! Oh my, I have to hide what I'm eating and if I don't he'll start shrieking until he gets some. He loves drinking out of our drinks and I swear he'd drink my whole huge smoothie every morning if I let him! He's so different from Rad. Rad just wanted to nurse all day, and wasn't that into food. Bear, not so much into nursing and has wanted to eat real food, since day one, I swear! Ha. His dimples make me weak. He really is too much for me to handle! Can't I just take one bite? He started crawling this week and has the funniest way of getting to and from, he'll kind of slide, then roll over, then sit up and start all over again. He's all over the place and is really into following me from room to room. He's loving his new found freedom! He's obsessed with fans, electronics, dogs, other kids, but mostly just Radcliff. If Rad's in the room, and I'm trying to get his attention, he literally moves his head from side to side, doing his best to dodge me, so he can see what Rad's doing. I love to wrestle him and he laughs and laughs. I love putting my cheek next to his and seeing his cute little mouth and nose and hearing his baby breaths. He can clap and is getting real close to waving. He jabbers mama and dada all day long and I hope he's an early talker like Rad, that was so much fun! He just barely cut his first tooth (one of the vampire ones!) and has gotten through his first round of teething fairly well. Rad got his first at 4 1/2 months and let me just tell you how much easier it's been for Bear getting his a little bit older. 

I feel like I always talk about the little boys, and never Wren. But he deserves to be talked about for the wonderful husband and father he is. The three of us are so lucky to have that guy. He is constantly doing nice gestures for all of us throughout the entire day. Whether it's getting up with Bear in the morning and letting him hang out with him while he gets ready for work so I can sleep for thirty extra minutes, sending nice texts throughout the day, bringing us surprises, making me a smoothie in the morning, taking the boys for "guy time" so mama can get a break, leaving work early to see us. making us good snacks, and just spending all of his spare time with us, he's just so lovable! I love him more and more everyday and am so happy we are building this little family of ours together. He makes it all so much more fun! Plus he's pretty sexy too. I want to take a bite outta him sometimes! ;)

As Of Late...

I have been horrible at posting as frequently as I used to. I just have not had the energy! I am 35 1/2 weeks pregnant (the 1/2 counts!), and it's been all I can do to grow this little dude, keep this other little/big dude alive, and then the five million other things I feel like I'm constantly keeping up on. I do have some really fun reviews in the works for you coming up in the next couple weeks, so stayed tuned!

But for now...

What we've been up to! 

Trying to keep this little dude/man entertained while simultaneously doing everything I can to not over heat, stay hydrated, breathe, and hold my pee in. I kid you not, I have used more public restrooms in both my pregnancies combined than I ever have in my whole entire life. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it. Not fun. It's all I do and I've popped more squats in places I dare not admit to avoid accidents. Oh baby, my bladder must be extremely comfortable. I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I have not! Add taking a toddler in to public restrooms, and begging him to not touch this, or please don't touch that, and I kind of want to cry. Why have I still not resorted to Depends??? One time he walked straight to the urinal (PS, I HATED that there was a urinal in one of the bathrooms I succumbed to use), and put both of his chubby little hands at the bottom of it. Trying my hardest to hold my germ-freak composure as well as my pee in, I took some deep breaths and rushed him to the sink to wash off the urine that I'm sure was caked all over his hands. Pregnancy man. I love it, but it's really starting to ware on me. And where the freak has fall gone? Yesterday it was like 95 degrees here, which means it felt like 120 degrees to me. No joke, it really did. C'mon, man!

 I love our days together. We wake up to a frigid ice castle of a house because I get so flippin' hot at night. Sick me me complaining about the heat? So Rad rushes his thoughtful self over to our little red heater in the mornings after we wake up and says, "There you go Mommy! Let's get you warm!" Because heaven knows even I freeze waking up in 55 degree temps. He's such a sweetie. And hello mini WREN!???

 We fill our days drinking smoothies (this one had shredded coconut, chocolate ice cream, avocado, milk, ice, and sugar- yes the chocolate ice cream did not make it sweet enough! It's been one of my faves lately!) and...

 ... cuddling and reading books. Radcliff thought this family looked like our neighbors down the road. Mhhhh. We won't tell them that!

 We went and had dinner at Wren's sister's house a couple nights ago and Radcliff got to picnic it up with his cousins. Boo ya. Nothing like a picnic with R2D2 and an excited Eva! Rad loves his cousins fo life.

 I think I have managed to organize every square inch of our house. One thing I have been meaning to do but hadn't done yet, is weed through all of the clothes that don't fit Rad in his closet, this kid grows like a weed! Wren's sister always passes along her son's old clothes and so it was a great excuse to get cracking on his closet. I think he's good on clothes now for the next year or so. I love getting adorable hand-me-downs! Thanks Willow!

(That crooked bar in his closet is bugging me just looking at it. OCD, I tell you!)

 Mostly I just can't get over the adorable and sweet things Rad does and says every day. I love my boy so terribly much, it just hurts!

 This picture below was me trying to be a cool mom yesterday, taking Rad to the park at 12:30 in the afternoon. WTF was I thinking? I almost died of a heat stroke. Yes, I brought it up again. But I love that I captured the garbage truck behind Rad. Very fortuitous! They're his favorite. And is that a big foot I spot under the pine tree??? Lots of bribing went on yesterday getting him to leave the park.

 And today is Friday, TGIF! Wren got off work early and surprised us with our favorite breakfast food from Eggs In The City. I'd be lying if I said I really didn't almost pass out from happiness. Like really. It doesn't get much better than that!

I hope you all have an amazing weekend and get to sneak in a nap or two. Or three!

New Bathtubs and Pregnancy and Weather and Just Stuff.

This picture of Radcliff pretty much sums up how our lives have been going this last week...

Wren got the bug to tear out the old bathtub over the weekend (cheers, applauses, shrieks, hooorahs!) 

Looking at this picture kind of makes me want to puke. And this is it scrubbed clean. Wren said if he was going to tear it all out he at least he wanted it clean. The only guy that would clean before demolition. I think it was mostly because he wanted Rad and I to have one last clean bath before it was all torn out. I love him. But let me tell you, that scrub job was beyond pointless about one second after he took the ax to the tile. I was straightening my hair (you know all the normal things you do three feet away from demolition), and the dust immediately filled my lungs. To say the bathroom was a disaster is an understatement. My mom stopped by, and walked Radcliff up there to see the progress and he looked up at her and said in the most distressed, little raspy voice, "Whoa Cha Cha, WHOA. This looks soooooo bad", as he stared in horror at all the old tile laying in his beloved bathtub (him and I still take two baths everyday so just imagine...) He kept saying, "What we gonna do Cha Cha???? What we gonna DO!?" I love him so much. Wise beyond his years, that one.

Once Wren stripped everything down, we came across the most amazing red brick. My Dad was like, "You've gotta find a way to leave that", so that we're doing. Think exposed brick, wood beams, and light gray/white, wood-looking tile. I'm just so terribly excited! I LOVE BATHS! My Dad came and helped Wren all day Sunday so we could get the water running (showering with the hose was no bueno!), and let's just say the pipe coming out of the wall that still remains faucet-less until the tile is up, is like the best bidet ever. TMI??? It shoots straight out at the opposite wall, it's pretty hilarious. It sprayed Rad in the eye today and he exclaimed, "My brown eyeeeee, Mommy girl!" Also, the day my Dad came over to help, he could tell Radcliff was a little on the fritz so did what any good Grandpa would do and said, "Radcliff!? Let's go get a semi-truck!" Off went Slick and Rad to K-Mart and Whole Foods to gets semi trucks and lunch for us. A guy even asked my Dad if he was Rad's Dad, and he was beyond pleased. Anyway, thanks for all the help with the tub and Rad, Dad! You're bomb!

And of course I'm obsessed with every inch of Wren's handyman self. That guy, it's Wednesday and he's still going at it strong, laying the tile tonight. It's love.

If you thought the bathroom was a wreck, so was the rest of the house...

Radcliff and I promptly cleaned it all up Monday morning. I just couldn't deal. I love my little helper! 

And let's not forget about New Baby growing like a little weed in my tummy.

 33 weeks and counting! I can't believe we are almost to September and then I can say, "I'm due next month!" I can't wait to meet this new guy. I already love him so much. He's a mover and a shaker and keeps me up late into the night and early in the morning. I'm thinking tap dancer, maybe? The heart burn has slowly started to creep in, but nothing in comparison to my pregnancy with Radcliff. I suffered from that dang heartburn pretty much my entire pregnancy, and by the time I was where I'm at now, I swear I could have breathed fire. And had to sleep sitting up. That was fun.

Babies I tell you! Worth every second of it though! And the weather tonight??? HEAVENLY! I think I may have just survived the summer! It's a little Christmas miracle I tell you. 

Let's go get hot chocolate Rad! And a flannel. I deserve a new shirt ;)

Life as of Late in Terrible Phone Pictures...

Woah. I don't feel like I have posted anything in forever! Last week was slightly brutal over at the Wither's household. Not only did Radcliff scream for three nights straight with what we finally figured out was ear infections, I got my annual ear infection at the exact same time. Mine just have the best timing for stuff like that (ie, my wedding day, and our anniversary trip!) Add a workman banging and sawing while installing the tile all week to the mix (no beuno for an exhausted over-tired baby that neeeeeeded his nap!), and then of course no kitchen, things got pretty scary! Luckily, the only person Radcliff wanted was, "Daaaaayeee" (Daddy). One of the days in there I literally had nothing left to give, other than to my bed.. :) But boy is Radcliff lucky he has the Dad he does. Wren stayed home from work and rocked him all day and all night. It's the only way the poor little guy would sleep. Now that we finally figured out what was wrong and a couple days of antibiotics later, we have our happy baby back! Wren says he misses him being sick because he got to cuddle him so much. I reminded him how we didn't sleep for 72 hours and he took it right back. I don't know any other guy that can stay as happy as Wren does while not sleeping, holding a sick screaming baby for days on end, remodeling a kitchen pretty much by himself, and still working his normal job. Give me a W!?

But on a happier note...

Our floor is all in and being grouted today (I couldn't love a tile more if I tried!), the walls are painted and we have a million boxes of cabinets that are ready for us to start putting together. Wish us luck? I used to complain about cooking and cleaning my kitchen all day, but never again I tell you, never again. If I have to eat out one more time (asking every single restaurant what's gluten-free when they have absolutely no idea is going to kill me!) I'm going to wring someone's neck. So here's to being able to move our appliances and table into the kitchen so we can at least warm things up. Post coming later this week on some of the things we have picked out... 

And on another happy note...

We have had so much fun with family lately! As I look through these pictures, I think I've hung out with my dad pretty much everyday. Whether it's taking us to lunch, inviting us bowling, making us dinner, working for two days straight on the electric in our kitchen, picking up our new fridge, teaching Radcliff a thing or two about trunk-or-treating, or picking up our cabinets last night... He's been, as my mom likes to call it, Betty Freaking Crocker. Add in a screwdriver and truck and there you have it. Oh, and Radcliff is like 100% obsessed with him, but who wouldn't be? It's Dave Knudson!