wordless wednesday.

"come on".

mase your really a hoot. this may be one of my favorite phrases you've picked up on. tonight you and daddy were looking at sea creature books from the library. daddy was explaining that the iguana did something or other (this was in a SEA LION book by the way). you then looked at your dad and said very matter of factly "not a guana daddy. come on!" i mean after all you WERE reading a sea lion book. even a two year old knows better than to mix and match animals.

come on people.

this is not limited to book confusions. you say this whenever mama or daddy make a ridiculous statement or ask an idiotic question. "mason do you want to take a bath?" "mason how about some grapes with those pancakes drowning in syrup?" "mase i have an idea, let's turn off those crazy cartoons".

COME ON MOMMMYYYYY.

atleast it's cute. for now...

fall.

fall? is that you fall? i'm going to say it is. hooray people, fall is here!just so happens fall is my favorite time of year. just wait until you understand, like really understand halloween boys..it'll be your favorite time of year too.

fall is as fun as funny faces.

3rd times a charm.

except for when photographing two small children. with sun in their faces and a playground in front of them. allegedly.

park weather.

well it may not be 65 anymore. but it's still cool, so we went to the park, duh.

we ran.

and climbed.

we slid down the slide.

and climbed back up it.

then we ran some more. and jumped.

then we climbed some yet again.

later that day you napped for 3 hours. i keep thinking we should hit the park every friday from here on out. now if it'd just stop being so hot we could get our park on.

bad words.

bad words?? your two?? what? this beautiful little face? this perfect angel? yes. him. right here.
yeah it happened. it happened just like this.

mommy:"mason it's bedtime, go pick out a movie to watch"
mason: "bullshit! bulllshiiiit".
*tiny tyrant toddler running away quickly to door*

wow. maybe we should tell your father to start watching his g-damn mouth. i was proud you used it in context. i always knew you were smarter than the average bear. baby bear and his sailor mouth!

so we're not perfect parents, i'll admit it. although we're pretty damn close. ok i'm kidding.

it's 60 out

so mama busted out the hoodies and long sleeves. cool weather clothes are cute. and cool of course.

60s may not require cold weather clothes for some, but after the summer we had...it felt like antarctica! i realized before dressing you we needed to do some "fall clothes shopping" of course. (ok, so i got a little carried away). but i am shopping for two of you now.for what it's worth, it's supposed to be back in the 90s in 24 hours. fall was fun while it lasted. we'll see you again in a few weeks fall...don't take your sweet time. we're ready for summer to end. if it has to.

ten little fingers and ten little toes.

i love a lot about babies. especially mine. ranking in the top 5 for sure would be newborn smell. you know that weird, familiar "that's a brand new baby" smell? it's yummy and makes your uterus ache? yea..that one. i love it.

but i think, no, no, i know that my absolute favorite thing about a new bitty is there hands and feet. max you have long skinny fingers. you didn't inherit my sausage fingers. and you have feet too tiny for shoes still. nonetheless, they're perfect and i want to eat them. they also happen to be the coldest feet i've ever met, so i have to constantly cover them in socks, totally not fair to have to hide these yummy little delicacies.

5 whole years.

in celebration of our five year anniversary, five fancy us pictures. memories like the corner of my mind!

may 2005.

january 2006.may 2007.

july 2008.

may 2009.okay and i'm cheating but...it's a wedding picture, so it's allowed! and year six will be here before you know it.

i love you mikey. <3

intro.

here we are. the "m" gang in all of our glory! mama m, daddy m, big m and baby m.

we do our best to be well mannered, but sometimes we're a little too f-u-n for manners. warning: advise the hostess that you wish not to sit next to us at any given restaurant. unless of course, it's happy hour. well. hmm, we won't bring big and baby m to happy hour...probably. ok ok at least not without being armed with crayons and jelly beans that is! can't say i didn't warn you.

an idea.

well, i had an idea. a good idea if you ask me. to start blogging. about what? anything. well everything; us. that's right people, i'm vowing to keep a blog (up to date at that), that i'll turn to storybooks for the kids ...who am i kidding? for myself too! and for anyone who thinks its worth reading. after all, they say that these are the best times. so i'm ready for the ride of our lives.