Brotherly love

I thought it might be kind of cute to take a few pictures of these two rascals since they both had on their fleece football wear. It was a chilly day (unusal for this winter since it's been so warm), and they looked downright snuggly.  Here's what happened.

Pollard is OBSESSED with my phone and constantly wants to see pictures and videos of himself, which he thinks is the funniest thing ever. He will literally watch the same video over...and over...and over.  But it does the trick if you're at the doctors office. More on that later.



Once I pried the iPhone from him, we got my favorite shot...

(and yes Peanut Butter's cheeks just ARE that rosy)

There was some choking.  Nothing really that unusual around here.

 Pouting. Also quite frequent.

 I like this one because it showcases the little gap in Peanut's teeth. His frenulum is a wee bit long in between those 2 front teeth so it makes for a lil' gap. Hilarious if you ask me.

 This here is also a pretty common onr around here.  Just a basic SHUSH move.

And we choose to end on an overly aggressive kiss.

We have spent a greater part of the last month and a half paying co-pays to Pediatric Healthcare. I love that place but for the love of PETE.  Pollard had an upper respiratory infection that wouldn't skeedaddle, then Penn with an ear infection last Thursday. After a few days of him getting worse and more miserable I took him back today to get a "faint positive" on his RSV test.  Poor thing is just so fussy and not himself. So here we sit at home while the bigger men of the house are out playing.

In the middle of being sick, Penn started walking tonight!! He straight up took about 6 steps in a row!!

Take THAT, RSV.

Today was also unusual in that Pollard has literally been showering me with kisses all day. He is such a WILD 3 year old and you literally never know what his every day will be like. Deep down he is so sweet, and today he just stole my heart. We were waiting on Penn's test results this morning and he was sitting on the window at the doctor's office. He looked up and said "Mommy?...I love you so much.  Happy Valentine's Day."  Then he says things like "We're pirates! And you're my Matey!"  He has also been picking me clovers at school on the playground when I come pick him up and running up to me with a bunch in his hand and saying "Happy Mothers Day!"  So he's got the holidays a little wrong...I'll take it!

Make it NEVER END!!!

Just hanging out

That's pretty much what we've been up to lately.  The Daddy of the family has been traveling here and there for his job, so the boys and I have been hunkered down, just eatin' Peanut Butter and Jelly (not to be confused with eating little brother,who is also called Peanut Butter....but most days do I take just a teeny tiny bite out of him).  I digress.

No one ever thinks they will put a picture of themselves when they literally just woke up on the WWW (world wide web), but this here picture below was a moment of true happiness.  A mothers dream, if you will.

 So what, I needed to wash my hair, what's the big deal? My 3 year old is shivering, but hey they both crawled up there so I wasn't letting them go.

 And here we have the bestest of buds, the tightest of tight, Pollard "Higgin" (as he called him) and Barnesie Trott.  That astronaut suit has become a wardrobe staple.  As in every afternoon when we wake up from nap, on it goes, and there it stays through dinner and we have to tear it off of him kicking and screaming to get him in the bath.

 This I cannot deny was the cutest thing ever.  Pollard just LOVES Penn, and I'll walk up to him all time without Penn in my arms and he constantly says "I need Penny! Where'd he go? Let's go get him. He wants to lay down with me in my bed." I mean, melt a mother's heart. So this day, on our way to take a nap (and I do mean all 3 of us in our respective beds), Pollard was dying for Penn to get in his bed.  Then he said "Take a picture, Mom!" When I replied that I didn't have my camera he said "It's in the computer room!" Smarty pants.

 These two just do my heart good.   When I'm not about to sling Pollard against the wall...he can be really sweet.

 And to end this post I'd like to introduce you to Mission Control. Here we have our National Geographic telescope (good find, Sissy), and 2 of our many rocketships.  Here we sit, day after day, looking for the moon, the stars, the wall in the dining room.  Ya know, whatever suits our fancy that day.

 There is a LOT of blasting off in my house. A LOT.

And to end, a few notes about the kiddos...

Pollard:

-Insanely obsessed with being an astronaut, talks about all the planets, the stars, rocketship, etc all day every day.

-Potty trained except sleeps in a pull up at night and nap. I'm so proud of him.

-LOVES his little brother Penn...or Penny as he calls him.

-Has grown out of almost all of his winter clothes already.

-Loves to go to preschool and asks to go on Fridays and the weekends

-Just started back Kindermusik on Fridays with Penn now ("Family Time" course)...LOVING it!

Penn:
-Crawls, pulls up, cruises and can stand on his own, no help

-Has 8 teeth...that is not a typo.  And a wee gap in between the 2 front. Hilarious.

-Babbles and talks ALL the time

-Puts himself to sleep at nap and at night time--way to go, buddy!!

-Is the sweetest most good natured baby I have ever been around.

-Still has chunky thighs and wrists that I obsess over

big boy undies

Behold, a true man. Pollard Henig is now sporting big boy undies and guess who is proud with a capital P....HE IS! And so is his Mama. What you see here is buzz light year however the themes of the undies range from woody and buzz, to Nemo, to robots and trucks. You get the drift. A few 

pee clean ups here and there but otherwise I'm so proud of the big brother. 

In other news I come to you this evening from my handy dandy iPad. BPH, senior purchased me this bad boy for Christmas. Can you say love affair...

More to come as I figure out what in the world i'm doing with this thing. Meanwhile i will be propped up here in bed on my heating pad like the 80 year old that I am.

3 Year old Pollard!!!

HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY POLLARD!!!!



Pollard Henig turned 3 years old on January 3rd....I still can't believe it!

We celebrated at Dede and Big John's house and then with a backyard Outer Space/Rocketship throwdown.

GOOD TIMES!

And here you have his 2 most favorite gifts EVER.  A talking storm trooper helmet from Mommy and Daddy and a "real" shotgun from Barnes and Emmie.  Anything can really be a helmet to Pollard (a box, a bucket...Penn...you name it. The obsession grows more and more every day), so this talking helmet was a massive hit. 

We blasted off in our backyard with a little par-tay including Pollard's new astronaut inflatable bounce-house.  Here are a few of my fave pics from that sunny afternoon.

 Pollard's 2 best friends, Chappell and Barnes playing in the playhouse :)

The birthday boy in his space outfit (thanks Sissy!) on the swings.

Blowing out the candles on his cupcake cake!

 All of P's buds chowing down on cupcakes and popcorn in the backyard...SO MUCH FUN!

 Me and Peanut Butter hanging out in the sunshine. This baby is just an absolute DREAM of a child.

 Our attempt at a picture of the brothers in their matching outfits. As a mother you dream of dressing your kids alike and sitting them on a green grassy patch while they for the camera  hugging each other.  The truth of it is, you're lucky if they'll sit on a tacky Auburn blanket eating 2 suckers at once and looking at you like you have 2 heads.

And here is P serving popcorn from the popcorn  machine.  I had so much fun with that thing, and since popcorn is his favorite food, it was a shoe-in!

The party was a hit, and i'll leave you with my 2 favorite pictures from our week long celebration...

Happy Birthday to the best little boy I could ever ask for! You are sweet, funny, caring, sensitive, hilarious, extremely smart, spunky and LOADS of fun to be around. I can't imagine a better YOU! WE LOVE YOU, BUD!!!

Picnik

No not that kind of Picnic, I said Picnik.

Although doesn't an actual picnic sound so nice? I wish I could take my well behaved children to a park with a basket full of PBJ and cheetos and act like Penn wouldn't crawl up a tree and bust a lip and Pollard would dart over to the first inanimate object he sees and act like it's a rocket ship and try to blast off.

I digress. I love Picnik, a free photo editing tool that's part of Google. I have no time for anything except for eat, sleep, feed children, work. However one of my New Years Resolutions is to come back to the Henig Herd. So hopefully you'll be hearing from us more regularly.

For now I show you a picture of my Peanut Butter on his daddy's lap, in something Picnik did to him. Doesn't he look dreamy and kind of old school-ish? I love his baby-man boobs and little fat feet. I know you do too.

I would like to think...

That this was the most handsome 2.75 year old to grace the doors of First Baptist Church this morning.

It's true, he actually is THAT skinny. That's what happens when you survive solely on peanut butter and jelly Uncrustables, Gogurt, and cheese hot dogs.

"Should I go on this diet?" I wonder to myself quiet often...

But doesn't he look a DREAM in his Christmas outfit? I bravely went where I had not gone before and ordered this from one of those facebook bid thingies like 5 Little Monkeys or Smockadot or something to that effect. Anywhoodles, 3 days later this little pearl showed up for a fraction of the cost it would be retail and I was ever-so-ever-so happy.

Friday afternoon we met my goddaughter Mary Clark and Pollard's Fairy Godmother, Meghan at the McWane Center in Birmingham.

Here is P squishing his face in the biggest face squisher ever. You remember those things you could put your hand in and it would show through on the other side? Let's not talk about germs people, it was all just in good fun and I sanitized his nostrils when we were done.

 And here are these 2 pals just hanging out at mission control by one of the fun exhibits.

 Mary Clark loved seeing what little Penn was up to. You can't tell really in this picture but they're twinkies in their outfits. LOVE.

 And here are the RASCALS, crawling out of the Santa Express. How cute is my goddaughter, people???

 And, in the culmination of his life thus far, Pollard got to hug a real live rocket ship.  What a happy day.

 I will leave you with this naked baby and his Daddy. This was BEFORE he tried to pull up on the entertainment center tonight and busted his top gum completely open and was gushing blood for 20 minutes.

CHEERS!

Attempts at family photos

THIS is a stick up.

I just had to start with that. My nephew Johnny (4.5yrs) came over to play tonight and when I came home from yoga this is what I found.  A complete bank robbery, Pampers Pull Up style.

And next I give you Mr. Sitter Upper Who Crawls at the Speed of Light and Pulls Up on Everything.

This is a long title but he wears it well. Could someone PLEASE for the love, remind this child he is not even close to 9 months old??? Aren't these tricks for like 10 and 11 month olds??  I love the 2nd picture because it shows his Snuffalufagus snaggle tooth. Yes, the other tooth finally popped through, but here for a while it's been pretty side splitting hilarious that the cutest baby on the face of the planet has a snaggle tooth.

Next up we have the LOVES of my life. Pollard's hair continues to just get fluffier, and longer, and wavier and sticky-upier. It's so great.  This morning was so cute, Pollard was just loving his little heart out on his little bro. 

And here we have our attempts at Christmas card pictures. The good news is, we did this in under 30 minutes. The bad news is we used NONE of the 87 pictures we took.  These were really the front runners but in the first one, poor Angel Penn is in the bright light, and not looking, but Pollard's face is so darn good.

And in this one Pollard's face is so awkward and it was all we could do to get him to take his hands off his crotch for 2 seconds, but we still got the tongue out.

Couldn't do either, so I went with one from Penn's dedication.  I'll scan her in for the next post.

Fun things about the boys...

Penn at 8 months:

1) 3.5 teeth

2) Down to 2 naps a day...hallelujah!

3) Still gets pretty constipated from time to time (TMI?)
4) Has the best laugh EVER!

5) Find him standing completely up in his crib, changing the song on the mobile, laughing to himself

6) Obsessed with his big brother

7) Loves it when you sing Twinkle Twinkle

Pollard at 2.75 years:

1) Is so obsessed with outer space and rocket ships that it has become a full on job to blast off every day, 18 times/day

2) Can be so sweet to Penn. Just the other day he said "You're the best, Penn!" and then later on that day said "I'm so glad you're here, Penn..."

3) Can be so terrorizing to Penn. Found him trying to sit on the baby, smother the baby, you name it.

4) Says anything and everything including "Santa's gonna bring me a jumpy, Mom. What do you fink about dat?" (I think that sounds pricey, son)

5) For the longest time has thought that Santa Claus was called Christmas. He saw a stuffed Santa, nelt down to hug it and said "I wuv you, Christmas"

6) LOVES the city of Huntsville, even though we've never been. Britton goes there for work so he thinks it must be cool. The other day he and Britton were playing pretend like they were injured and Britton said "What should we do?!?" and Pollard replied "Call Ronnie! In Huntsbille!" Whaaaa?