Month 3 & 4

I Fail!!!

So who is the worst blogger on the face of the plant....this girl! I do try and remember to blog and then well life gets in the way! As always time is flying by WAY to fast. The boys are growing like weeds while I desperately tru to catch up! will is just the craziest funniest 3 yr old I know ( and I know I am totally partial) and Brooks is the happiest, chunkiest 4 month old I know! A pic post of month 3 and 4 are in the works, 4 month shots are coming up and Wills begins preschool all too soon!. A beach getaway is coming up in the near future as well followed by our 5 year anniversary. I have fun plans in the works that include a super fun mom and daddy night out woot woot!
     I mainly wanted to blog today to remember what my oldest little stinker said to me today. Our morning routine is pretty much the same every day, Joey leaves for work before we all get up, Brooks and I wake up before Will does and I feed him. Will usually comes in during the feeding and states that he is hungry to which my response is brother is eating and as soon as he finishes we will makeyou breakfast. There has never really been a problem with this routine until today. Joey went fishing at 5 and Brooks and I woke up a little after 8. I went in to check on Will and he was stirring. I had hopped back in bed to begin feeding Brooks just as Will was walking in the room saying he was hungry. Well he saw me getting ready to feed Brooks and has the most upset look on his face ( mad not sad) and said "thats not fair I said I was hungry first!!!" I trully didnt know what to say to this. I told him that I was sorry but baby brother had to eat real wuick and then we would make cinn rolls ( a sunday am ritual) he was not having it he kept sayin ghow unfair it was lol. He eventually chilled out but I did feel pretty bad. Looks like I will have to start getting something together for him before I feed Brooks in the morning to avoid any sibling rivalry hehe!
     I need to rememebr to blog about things he says more often because he is such a hoot. and as I am typing this I just remember another conversation I never want to forget.  Will has been potty trained since feb-ish. he took to pooping in the toilet very quickly which suprised me considering most moms will tell you this takes the longest to understand what to do. Well anyways we were driving down poplar avenue ( between graham and highland where there is no where to stop) and Will begins to kick and scream in his carseat. It scared me hald to death and I asked him what was wrong. He proceeds to yell at me that he is trying to keep the poop from coming out of his butt....say what?!?! So of course I freak, I sooo dont want to clean a poop filled carseat. I beg and plead with him to hold it until we can reach the gas station at highland ( which I envision being pure joy with a poopy 3 yr old and a 3month old in a carseat). so I step on the gas and just keep trying to talking him through it. Just shy of the station i hear Will let out a huge sigh of relief-Uh Oh-so I ask him if he has pooped in his drawers? to which he responds to me No Momma i just FARTED! I mean really did my kid just say what i think he did??  the rest of the day every time he passed gas he giggled and told me he farted again. WOW is all I have to say he is his fathers son lol
     Well thats all i have for this evening :)