Friday, November 17, 2017

To the sweetest boy I have ever known

My one year old boy. (16 months)
Sweet sweet boy. 
Who loves to take a running start just to give me a hug. 
Who pinches my arm when he's mad. 
Who loves to be around his sister more than anything. 
Who's always the first one to greet his dad coming home. 
The boy who chases the cats and shrieks with excitement. 

The boy who smiles smiles smiles. But, when he's ready for bed he can't be bothered with anything else.

My favorite thing is hearing him awake and getting him out of the crib. Almost always, I'm greeted with smiles and giggles. Jumping up and down, waiting to get into his mama's arms. It's the best feeling in the world. 

My little baby who has turned into a little cuddle bug as he climbs into my lap and looks back up at me with a huge smile. 

He is the most loving. When I sit on the floor, he sneaks behind me so he can surprise me with a hug.

Always ready to model for a picture!

My picky eater. Still a pain in the ass to change his diaper. 

He loves to be funny. He does this weird squat walk and I just can't stop laughing. He makes sure that I am watching and laughing. He genuinely loves to make other people happy at just one year's old.  
His laugh is pure joy.

He throws himself on the floor when he is mad. He can be a little faker. Hanging onto my legs for dear life. With his pouty face.  Bad over actor. And I don't care. I let him think I fall for it. I pick him up and squeeze him. I ask him what's wrong and he just lays his head on my shoulder thinking victory! I got her! And he does. 
I love him more each day.

The funny thing about kids. You wonder how you ever lived without them. Completely exhausted, completely unorganized, completely in love and completely whole all at the same time. I have never felt so complete.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Bonding with my babies with MUSIC

This is a sponsored post. All opinions are my own.

Music is so good for the soul. I have always depended on music to get me out of a bad mood. I love to listen to music while I am cooking dinner. I love love love to shamelessly jam out in the car and scream at the top of my lungs. Of course if I pull up to a red light, I try to contain myself for a few seconds and act like the normal human being that I most definitely am NOT.  And forgive me for admitting this, but you COULD NOT pregame in college without a crazy playlist! HA!

And now it is no surprise that my most favorite thing to do with my kids is to jam out, sing and dance with them. Just take some moments to act completely silly and fun. There is nothing better. Believe me.

My son loves when we dance together. He is my little koala who is attached to my hip. He holds my hand and we spin around and around. He laughs and shrieks and it is pure happiness. Now he runs around in circles on his own and it is one of the cutest things in my world.

"You make me wanna shout! Put my hands up and shout!"

My daughter is not a big talker. Some days she talks nonstop and other days it seems like she barely says a word. BUT. Play the "Trolls" soundtrack and she knows almost every word. Sometimes I have to stop driving because I literally have to pull over so I can watch her sing. It is the sweetest thing you will ever see. She gets so into it, in her sweet (deep) perfect little voice. I can not handle it.

"Playing" the drums in her infamous earmuffs...get the full story here

We just got the "SING" soundtrack. She is getting a little older so she is starting to really act movies out and dance a lot more. Now we really have to stop in the driveway or any parking lot if we are in the middle of our favorite song. The other day we made it to the park but we were dancing and acting out the movie. We just continued in the parking lot for a few minutes and it was awesome.

I love that we bond over music. It is one of those things that you don't have to explain. You just feel it. And sometimes that can be the best thing. Not having to say a word to each other. But just live in the moment and totally enjoy yourselves by letting go completely.

This post was inspired by John Jesensky.

Find out more about John Ross Jesensky by clicking his name.