Sam is 8 Months Old

He's crawling, climbing, bumping his head, nibbling finger foods with his two top and two bottom teeth, saying "Dadda", laughing often at his brother and sister, and finally sleeping through the night! Here are some pics from today, his 8-month birthday.

Sammy's New Buddy

Kris and I enjoyed a lovely overnight together a few weekends ago. We split up the kids and Sammy got to spend the time with our friends, the Granges. Well, the youngest Grange took a liking to our boy and made him feel right at home, showing him wrestling moves, giving lots of hugs, even letting him slime his football. Gavin Buddy, thanks for being a stand-in big brother. I know it helped our boy a lot. And thank you, Janie for all the ways you cared for Sam as a stand-in mother!

The Abnormally Messy Day

Today I did a load of laundry. Nothing odd about that. But this was a special load because this was a special day. This load included a shirt of Jack's that was peed on, pajama pants of Emma's that her diaper exploded onto, an entire outfit of Sammy's that he barfed on (twice)--I'm talking real barf, not cutesie spit up. And then best of all, four full-sized towels I used to clean up my bathroom from a toilet that overflowed. I won't tell you what was in that, but it wasn't pretty. Suffice it to say, my bathroom floor is cleaner than it has been in months and thank God for a "sanitize" cycle on my washing machine. Good night!