The Boys

These 2. They are loud and sweaty and LOVE to play trucks and shoot baskets and play baseball.

Zeb took briggs to the zoo and sent me the pic of briggs in the snap and go. He brought the wrong stroller. I laughed really hard. He said he got some crazy looks from a lot of moms. LOLOL. Still makes me chuckle.

Such a good daddy.

This week

Can't believe it's already Friday. Almost.
This week flew by. What even happened??!!
Briggs cried today when I took him to preschool.
Ari didn't have soccer practice Monday because they did so well in their game Saturday.
My dad was in town this weekend.
I made everyone dinner Tuesday night.
The weather has been so amazing.
I've gone to a park 27 times in the last 5 days.
Quinn. Quinn had her 2 month shots and cried the most I've ever heard her cry.
Ari starts basketball next week. So that means soccer mon/wed. Bball Tues/Thurs. F.
Life is so busy. I never shower. I'm lucky when I do. I feel like it's a mini vacation...unless of course Briggs showers with me...which happens 2 out of the 3 times I shower a week. LOLOLOL.
I bought a 24 pack of blue moon for no good reason at costco....
I finally bought a rain jacket. The first rain jacket I've owned since moving back to Seattle almost 9 years ago. Which brings up another crazy stat. 9 years ago?!??!

I am so in love with these days. I mean when Briggs is digging in the dirt in his fresh clean outfit and won't come inside and yells at me for a spoonful of nutella and peanut butter I might have a spout of anger...but deep deep down, I'm liking where I am at. Life is messy, loud, dirty.

life

oh man. 

tomorrow quinn is 2 months old. 2 months. she seems huge and happy. and not real. she got her first cold and now giggles. what? i am seriously in love with her. its so different with #3. i'm not as scared. less paranoid. feeling so very grateful. cheese ass ball. i know. 

briggs is finally not being so crazy towards her. i mean he still touches her eyeballs and rocks the crap out of her car seat... but he's gotten so much better.  he loves mrs. kristy his very first teacher and going to school. he doesn't really tell me anything about his time at school. the teacher told me he was a leader. let's see if he bites or pinches anyone by next month after he feels nice and comfy there.

ari. my little lulu seriously isn't little anymore. she is so in middle school. like totally. like oh my gosh, IKR (i know right)....I find myself saying I know right to grown women. ugh. she's in full soccer mode. almost half way through the season. they haven't lost. she's loving school and the bus and i'm loving her instgram post. that girl loves her quotes.

coaster boy. oh zebby. he definitely gets the short end of the stick, but lately...i'm madly in love with him. i also wanted to kill him about a month ago. i think it takes a good month or two to figure out having another person in your life. no matter how amazing and easy they are, it's taken time to adjust to splitting my time with another little human. 

Pre-Pre-Pre School

Briggs went to his first class today.
He was a little nervous...as we walked through the main lobby doors he asked daddy to "carry you" "carry you" "carry you".

Once he saw the train table, all that worry and fear was gone. Briggs was in preschool business.

Case soon arrived and life got even better.

So far, meet and greet was a total success and we will see how things go Thursday. I'm gonna miss my little bully, I mean buddy.

2.5

Briggs, my little man. You are a big bro and a wild one at that. You love your little baby sister so much, so much it is driving you a little crazy I think. You ask the see her the second you wake up in the morning and after naps. You always ask me "where is baby sister" "hold baby sister" "baby sister sad" ". You rock her so hard in her swing, you shake the crap out of her when she's in her pack N play, you kiss her 100000 times a day, you pull her legs when I'm holding her, you throw things at her...manly cow cow. You love her. I know you love her. But you also hate her, and want to squeeze her arms off. I get it...actually I don't at all but I'm trying really hard to understand what you are feeling and trying really really hard not to drop kick you. I love you Briggs Zimmerman. I love you so very much. I look at you and my heart gets all mushy. I think you are so handsome and so very smart. Thanks for making learning your colors, numbers, letters and every truck name in the entire world easy. Thank you for being my little man. My crush forever.

My side kick

Ahhhh
 This one is making me teary.

Briggs is my little buddy. He's with me all day, everyday.

He's my boy. My son.

My one and only little fella.

We have a mad crush on each other. Crazy love.

We grocery shop together, we play outside, we eat lunch together every day.

 

He's my buddy, my little fella. Savoring these days with him when sissy's at school and daddy's at work and little sissy isn't quite here yet.

xo

 

I'mmmmmm back!!!!!!!!!

After many, many months away. I'm back. I'm officially back to blogging.

I've realized I log all my kiddos stats, memories, photos, vacations, sporting events, funny sayings, events, EVERY FREAKING thing on my blog and I've missed so much of it. This place is my journal, my baby books, my life notebook. How could I stop?

I have realized though, that working at a desk all day makes it way easier to do this. I'm sitting here at my kitchen counter...listening to Briggs talk his way to sleep, surrounded by dishes (broken dishwasher) clothes in the dryer, clothes in the washer, piles of laundry in each room. Floors covered in dirt and crumbs and dried up raisins. I have two MONSTER books I need to read and memorize. I have a backyard that needs major weeding. My bathrooms are all nasty. EVERYTHING around me is screaming for me. WHAT IS that smell? My phone. My instagram.  Facebook.  My class schedule. Playlist. F.

But I'm here. I'm starting fresh. And will start from where I left off.
I'm excited!

2, dos, deux.

Happy Birthday Cole Patrick Conniff!

Your Auntie, Uncle and Cousin love you mucho!

You little two (you say four) year old!