My 100th post

For my 100th post I decided to do something a little different...

We all know how hard it is to get decent pictures of your kids. You about kill yourself (and possibly them) trying to get a good one that you can show off to people. You know you do it. I do it too. I'm going to do a bit of the opposite - here are some of my favorites of the more unflattering ones that I have taken (You're lucky Samuel - you are still so little that I don't have really horrible ones of you yet. But your time will come). :)  They make me laugh out loud and hopefully you'll get a kick out of them too. Enjoy.

The classic toddler "cheeeeeeeeeeese":

And yet another "cheeeeeeese":

Mid-yawn or mid-talk? With Grace my guess is mid-talk:

"What you talking 'bout mom" aka I really don't want my picture taken right now:

The half-drunk/fist in mouth pose:

I couldn't resist :)

And my all-time favorite - 

The classic mid-blink picture:

My little man is 6 months old!

Samuel continues to be such a joy. He is extremely ticklish and loves it when you get his feet, neck, cheeks, thighs, arms etcetera with your mouth. His hands continue to get faster and he grabs at everything faster than you can get it out of his reach. He is trying to sit up but falls flat on his face pretty quickly. :) He continues to be a roller and rolls his way around the room to get to toys. He chatters constantly and has the most infectious belly laugh. He loves G. Marie and will watch her dance around the room laughing and laughing at her. He has tried applesauce just in the last few days and has done really well with it. He continues to sleep through the night. He goes to bed around 7:45 or 8:00, gets up around 5 to eat and then goes back to sleep until 6:45 when I have to wake him up to get around for the day. He always wakes up with a huge grin on his face. I often wonder if he'll keep this ultra laid-back, chill personality. It reminds me of my brother and many of my cousins on the Stuckey side. Time will tell I suppose. :) We love our sweet little Sam-bam.

How a 2 year old keeps me grounded

I've been feeling extremely proud of myself for the past couple of months because I had gotten back down to my pre-pregnancy weight and my pants were fitting great again. This morning as I was getting in the shower Grace said to me (in a very innocent, matter-of-fact, non-malicious, sweet little girl voice) "Mommy, you have a big bum." And crashing back down to earth I came...I think I could actually hear the *pop* of my bubble being burst. I tried not to take it too personally considering she thinks anything bigger than her bum is big. However I did tell her that it is rude to say things like that to people, because let's face it, I was a bit offended. :) Nothing like having kids to help keep you grounded.