squeaky clean

every other day we try to give chase a bath.

otherwise he just ends up smelling like sour milk and sweat.

baby shampoo and pink baby lotion are much nicer.

so the kids get their stools from the pantry,

and i let them wash chase's chubby arms, legs, and tummy.

his favorite part is the scalp massage.

sometimes they fight over who gets to wash his hair,

or rinse his belly button,

and then when the 5 minutes of excitement are over,

the kids run off to something else,

and i generously soak him in warm water until all of his bubbles are down the drain.

then i wrap him up in a towel,

clean his goopy eyes,

slather him in pink lotion,

dress him up in a handsome little onesie suit,

{the collared ones with shorts are my favorites}

and i hold him in a fuzzy blanket while his eyes roll back,

and he drifts off into dreamland.

i think it just might be our favorite part of the day.

all of us:)

he likes it under there

i walked into brennan's room last night to find there was no brennan in his bed.

i thought for sure he was playing in the corner or had snuck into max's room.

then i saw a green stripped leg.

and just as i went to scold him for playing under the bed,

i realized how quiet it was.

he was conked out under the bed.

fast asleep.

he never woke up.

and this morning told us that he

"just likes it under there."

cannon ball

summer.

BRING IT ON:)

shooting the breeze

{where i put a fussy babe when i need my hands free}

...............

after i feed chase,

brennan hops onto the arm of the recliner,

and we lay chase on his back in the crook of the boppy.

then brennan and chase talk.

i taught him how to "ooo" and "ahh" at chase.

so they sit there and go back and forth with each other.

taking turns with their "ooo's" and their "ahh's."

a conversation of sorts,

two men just shooting the breeze.

the most adorable little interlude between big brother and little.

so in love with talking baby chase.

and his little football bum. 

"working at the car wash, yeah..."

friday nights and saturday afternoons

have become my favorite times of the entire week.

sean is home with us,

homemade pizza and take out always grace our table,

and with the warm weather

it means we are outside for most of it.

we were all,

{except max and chase}

a little red from the sun last night.

i am ashamed to say

she was the only one i took the time to put sunscreen on.

chase is a man of the shade for now.

time to dig out the mother load of sunscreen from the swim bag in the basement,

where it will sit on my counter for the entire summer.

b/c if it's not convenient,

it appears i won't use it.

and that just won't work.

my skin may be made for the clouds and fog,

but my heart was made for the sun!

{and snow}

sunscreen

sunscreen

sunscreen