Goose Bag

We spent a lot of time in the car the last 10 days. We logged over 2000 miles and over 40 hours on the road with our 4 year old and 12 week old.

It went really really REALLY well. I'm not saying I'm ready to do it again tomorrow but I would definitely be open to more road trips in our future.

One thing about being in the car for so long, other drivers start to really annoy you. As we passed through Memphis or Mobile or Jackson, I'm really not sure which, I became particularly annoyed and shouted one of our favorite family insults: "douche bag".

I hear a little voice in the background ask daddy, "what's a goose bag?"

Lane explained it was a bad driver who didn't follow the rules.

Today while driving to the grocery store I said something about a driver who turned out in front of me being a bad driver.

To which a certain boy hollered out, "Goose bag!!!!"

I admit I laughed and I don't have any plans to try and correct this any time soon because really, it is seriously funny!

Beach Time

Beautiful Girl

In the words of our doctor, "Who knew Wild Thing would make such a pretty girl!"

Goose looks just a little like her brother and is absolutely beautiful!

Here is our Wild Thing at 2 months:

And here is our pretty little Goose at 8 weeks:

8 weeks old

11.12 pounds

22 inches

Totally adorable!

Grocery Mayhem

I braved the grocery store for the first time with two kids.

The result... Goose was fine if I took her out of the car seat and carried her. Wild Thing was perfectly content to help me push the cart and to pick out groceries. He saw several things that were his "favorite-ist thing in the whole world, we need to get those"! I also at one point realized he had somehow gotten into the store with his pirate sword, which he was pointing menacingly at every innocent bystander we passed.

Needless to say, between a mama who just said "fine, whatever" to every request for his "favorite-ist thing" and a sneaky four year old who grabbed a few things without asking, we ended up with several extra purchases.

The damage:

I'm hoping to reduce the number of extra items by one each trip but that might be too lofty of a goal. We'll see....

Sibling Love

Can't you just read her mind?!?

"Eww.... get away from me brother!"

Also heard in our house lately:

"She is looking at me! I don't want her looking at me!"

Yes, really.... it has already started.

Over the Hills...

and through the woods to Grandma's house we go!

Our little family, sans dad, spent the last 10 days at the grandparents. It was a wonderful break from reality but I'm so glad to be back in our house. Wild Thing believes that all bets are off when visiting his most loved relatives. He is sort of right. At one point, his Ebe (grandpa) brought him a popsicle in time out. Or tried to bring it... he was intercepted by Bop (grandma) and reminded that Time Out isn't the place for popsicles.

Wild Thing was very upset when it was time to leave. He would live with the grandparents if they would take him, they are much more fun than mama :)

Goose seems pretty content no matter where we are. Except the car seat. She HATES the car seat. It is really the only thing I can say without a doubt she hates. Makes for an interesting road trip... will be even more interesting when we spend 14 hours in the car traveling to the beach this summer. Sometimes I think we are crazy for even entertaining the idea of a 2 day road trip...

Here are some photos from our time