take me out to the ball game

my mom bought 10 tickets.
my cousins came too.
brennan now wants to play baseball.
like now.
chase slept on me.
and then i nursed him in my seat.
{i'm 2 for 2 now, go me--convenience is just taking over, don't judge!}
uncle dave took the boys {minus chase} for a ride of the bumble bee train during the 7th inning.
i spilled brennan's snow cone.
then he spilled his own snow cone.
it was tragic both times.
but worse when i did it.
the lemonades mom bought cost an arm and a leg.
dave spoiled us all with hot dogs, cotton candy, and anything else the kids asked for.
mary ate her ice cream in the most darling little plastic baseball cap.
reminded me of getting them at baskin robbins on those summer nights in iowa as a kid.
the blonde curly haired pitcher signed a baseball for brennan.
mom knew a player on the other team and dazzled the kids with knowing a real live SUPERSTAR.
childhood, baseball, and summer are my three favorite words today.
if only i could have had a plate of garlic fries from candlestick with my dad too:)
magic.

when we got home at 10:30pm all three of the kids were crying from exhaustion.

for the first time, it wasn't annoying.

or stressful.

it was just adorable.

i don't know why.

it just was.

{either i'm changing or it was a TOTAL fluke, probably the latter.}

there's just something so relaxing about sitting at the ball park on a summer night that must have put me in some kind of budha mood.

their little bodies were stained from spilled snow cones and sticky cotton candy fingers.

foreheads shining with sweat.

and eyes red.

brennan walked into his room crying, 

"i'm so tired, i just need to go to bed!"

{he has never said this in his entire life.}

chase was screaming so loud it sounded like one of his legs had been cut off.

{i even checked to make sure b/c i had never heard him cry like that before.}

max could barely hold her binky and blanky at the same time.

i could have stayed at that baseball game all night long.

:):):):):):)

i want summer to last forever and end all at the same time.

whichever.

baby doll max

panel pants

yep, totally still 

wear my panel pants:)

b/c they're just really comfy.
{no need to worry about buttons this way}

happy 4 months TODAY chase!

i don't know how we ever managed to survive without you!

bucket list {baseball}

last night i played baseball with brennan.

we took turns being the hitter and the pitcher.

then sean took over while i went inside to make dinner.

brennan kept winking at me through the window.

{through my very dirty kitchen sink windows, might i add.}

he would give me the thumb's up and then wink with a grin.

then sean would remind him to keep his eye on the ball, 

and he would hit that ball with his little dora bat.

what a charmer that boy is.

another check off of my life's bucket list fulfilled:) 

buh bye!

 he FINALLY agreed to let me cut it:)

and then admired himself in the mirror all night.

HAHAHA!

bugs bunny {young at heart}

a few nights ago at dinner 

brennan told us 

he was going to be so sad when he wasn't a kid anymore.

me too B-man.

me too.

"Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you 

If you're young at heart. 

For it's hard, you will find, to be narrow of mind 

If you're young at heart." 

"You can go to extremes with impossible schemes. 

You can laugh when your dreams fall apart at the seams. 

And life gets more exciting with each passing day. 

And love is either in your heart, or on its way." 

"Don't you know that it's worth every treasure on earth 

To be young at heart. 

For as rich as you are, it's much better by far 

To be young at heart." 

"And if you should survive to 105, 

Look at all you'll derive out of being alive! 

And here is the best part, you have a head start 

If you are among the very young at heart." 

"And if you should survive to 105, 

Look at all you'll derive out of being alive! 

And here is the best part, you have a head start 

If you are among the very young at heart."

-Frank Sinatra "Young at Heart"

orange fingers

{don't blink, she'll be driving and going on dates soon. wah!!!}

max ate them with her pancakes this morning.

i ate mine over the sink.

it stained my fingers orange.

and it was the juiciest and most delicious tomato i've ever fancied.

i fed one to sean as he walked out the door to work.

i dare say my man will be coming home for another tonight.

i know how to keep my man on his toes;)

 checkout my growing pumpkin patch.

the bees are busy in our garden. 

also, my mom snorkeled with my kids yesterday.

pretty much rocked my world.

and brennan learned that walking with flippers on is tricky.

{he refused to try going backwards. always has to do it his way first. can't imagine where he could have learned that!}

go grandma carol!

that's how they do it in hawaii.

carrot top "baby man" {chase ray}

{i puked all weekend. nursing after you've been puking is NOT awesome.}

{i am better now.}

..........

he laughs when you tickle his chest.
his hair is carrot orange.
his eyes are dark blue.
he loves to stare at me.
and follow me around the room with his eyes.
i love it when he puts his head on my shoulder.
and rolls his eyes back when he's falling asleep.
he only cries when he's tired or hungry,
unless someone is holding him,
then he never cries.
he sleeps anywhere and everywhere.
and loves to be bundled up with a binky.
he compensates double time if he misses a nap altogether.
his goopy eye is finally gone.
he charms all women young and old.
it's hilarious.
he talks to us when we talk to him.
especially the ladies.
he loves to suck on his three middle fingers, and sometimes his thumb.
he cries when he's full.
until he burps.
then he smiles.
and sucks on his fingers.
he smiles and laughs at brennan and max.
especially when brennan is acting crazy.
which is most ALL of the time.
he doesn't mind getting smothered by brennan.
but i mind.
he folds his hands over his tummy usually.
he wakes up to eat once at night.
and takes long naps during the day.
i love to kiss his smooshy bulldog cheeks.
and smell his baby breath.
yum:)
he poops once every two weeks.
when we make him...
poor guy.
although he fools everyone with his farts.
brennan calls him a "baby man."
i think he looks like a grandpa.
he drinks "baby milk."
and is the master of mellow.
he makes me want to have a dozen more!!!
{or not...maybe just one.}
oh I LOVE my baby man chase ray.

star quality

 in the words of my dad,

"a star is born."

{20 seconds after i took this picture his glasses broke. TRAGIC.}