LOVE HURTS!:

This is the face that greets me each new day:

Am I the only mom who has to refrain from pinching that juicy-squishy-cellulite speckled-baby-fat as hard as I possibly can while squealing and nearly bruising my child?

He's just so cute I want to literally HURT him sometimes. I kiss him until he pushes me away and I hug him too tight and I've tickled him to the point of tears and I nearly broke his arm last week. I'm trying to teach "nice hands", and "Gentle to mommy's hair" while patting his hair, but I haven't been very gentle myself lately. (I'll get to the broken arm story later.)

I realize how stupid us Mom's and Dad's must look when we hide behind a corner and jump out just to hear our kids belly laugh (don't laugh too hard, you've got a mouth full of food! I don't want you to laugh yourself to death!) I'd hate to have to knock food out of you (again).... We make the stupidest faces and sounds to try to get our babies to react. OR driving through the drive through car wash twice in one week just to watch your reaction to the giant monster attacking the car! That's cheap entertainment right there!

OH, and getting them to preform on que is the worst. Dustin taught Conrad where his hair is and it's the most adorable thing in the world when Conrad takes his hands, grabs his hair and pulls it out to the sides of his head smiling. So today I was trying to show Sofia his new trick and kept saying "Conrad, WHERE'S YOUR HAIR!!!?" over and over, and I probably sounded like a lunatic. He just stood there like "Get over yourself lady! I am not here for your amusement!"

He's walking now, but only when NO ONE IS WATCHING. When is so frustrating. He just stands there looking at us and stiffening his body, pulling his arms tight against his sides, grunting in protest and squinting his little beady eyes when I try to show someone how good of a walker he is. Then he falls on the ground and does this half walk-half crawl move where he keeps one leg out to the side. It's quite cute actually, but IT'S NOT WALKING, it's bear crawling sort of.... we're getting there.

I learned my limits as far as wrestling goes. Our favorite thing is wrestling. We all wrestle on the bed when Dustin gets home (the bed wrestling is probably the reason why we can't all co-sleep. He thinks that the bed is a play area....) Anyway. So I was body slamming Conrad onto the couch, it's his favorite thing. And his little arm kind of got caught behind his back when he got slammed down... he starts holding it and crying (it was also right before his nap, he was already tired), but i couldn't tell if he was hurt-hurt So I waited to see if he would fall asleep. He was falling asleep in my arms as I rocked him for his nap, but then he'd wake up and scream, then fall back asleep, then wake up and scream, so I decided it was time to go to the doctor. We went to a pediatric quick care BUT THE DOCTOR DOESN'T SEE BABIES YOUNGER THAN 2 YEARS BEFORE 5:00 and it was 1:00! So back in the car we went. The next hospital DIDN'T TAKE MY INSURANCE, AND THE NEXT HOSPITAL DIDN'T HAVE A SINGLE PARKING SPOT! By that point I'm cursing, shaking and crying while Conrad slept peacefully in the back seat. I take a deep breath and we drive back home to wait until the first Dr. can see him at 5. He was kind of favoring his arm and not wanting to use it, but not necessarily in pain. Is it broken, is it sprained, will it have to be amputated? Who knows! All I know is, I suck!

Long story short, we didn't go to the Dr, and the next day he was chopping wood in half with his bare hands and doing ninja kicks and round houses-so all is good in the world. But I got a tough lesson on how rough I can play with him. I was just DREADING having to talk to CPS again and explaining to them why I harmed my child..... again. That conversation is probably the worst thing an accident prone mother will ever have to deal with.

Back to the topic of this post! I want to HURT him and kiss his face off!!!!

But not too much because going to the hospital sucks balls.

BUT MERMAN doesn't suck at all!

He's adorable and hilarious and I love him!

I just want to wrap him up so tight in this towel and laugh

and point and take pictures!

Merman is the best!

He really had a hard time getting out of that towel.

AND

My abs suffered and cramped from laughing at him

trying to get out of that towel.

Good times.

{Have a good weekend dolls.}