Fun times waiting for warm weather

We think James is going to be the fashion forward type of guy. People will look to him for the next up and coming trend. See here: Ugg boots, natural colored fleece and Cars themed undies. And you have to be able to talk the talk if you are going to walk the walk so while wearing this trend, please note you must march around singing loudly. We believe these particular pictures were capturing "where oh where is susie, way down yonder in the paw paw patch". Oh and, these boots are FARMER BOOTS, do not call them anything otherwise. Mom tried to and was quickly corrected. Much like when she called herself Mommasita and James told her she was not a Momma Seat Belt. Then there is miss Kaitlyn. She is enjoying Brodie much more these days and Brodie seems to be bonding with his little girl too. While we have gone through a long stretch of sleepless nights with our little one, today we realized it hasn't been all for naught. Kaitlyn debuted two bottom teeth for momma this morning and giggled with glee as mom rubbed those little guys poking out of her bottom gums. Hopefully there will be a little reprieve before the next ones decide to reak havoc to our slumber. A tough predicament we are encountering is getting James not to blow rasberries at us when we tell him what to do...especially when his sister is constantly doing that to him whenever he talks to her. Whoops.

who me? sleep?

No way, there's too much excitement in the world!

Tub Time

They will hate us for these someday (there are others we have opted not to post!), but it's always good to have some blackmail for the teenage years. Quick update - Kaitlyn is enjoying Music Together class and James is also loving the fact that he's back at music after a year hiatus and this time he has a baby sister to show off. Kaitlyn is spending her time grabbing at everything and anything - including whatever mom is preparing while wearing her and just about every toy of her brothers. She's also particularly fond of paper and computer keys. James has now joined the ranks of the big boys and is proud to be wearing undies these days, a decision he made one fine Sunday morning. He's also peddling around on his bike w/ training wheels (very very fast) and leaving mom and dad wondering where the time has gone.

6 months, a little late

We love you Kaitlyn Grace Hartigan!

Easter

What amazing weather this past Easter weekend. We had so much fun spending time outside in the yard and outside running around on Easter with family. We were lucky to have the Easter Bunny pay a special visit to James on Saturday. Good thing he isn't phased by large bunnies tromping through the backyard. He actually just wanted to show the bunny the tractor in the barn. Go figure!

To be a child again...

There really is no greater joy than watching James and Kaitlyn grow up. We are reminded again and again what an amazing gift we have in them. Kaitlyn has mastered her voice and singing ability and typically uses it all, day, long...loudly. It makes us all giggle and James is always asking "What is Kaitlyn saying???"
The past week or so we've gone Easter egg hunting, gone to a party at Mr Turtle school, we've dyed eggs twice, watched Kaitlyn relish in her sweet potatoes and demand more and more. One of us decided it was finally time to debut his knowledge of the entire ABC song in perfect pitch never missing a letter, something mom thought he just didn't want to learn. Best of all, after months and months of James asking...mom found on ebay the matching trailer for his beloved tractor. Sometimes we wish we could bottle up all of these great moments in life!

Watch out world, Kaitlyn's eating

We've started slow, but our little girl seems to like the food thing a bit more than her brother. Brother James enjoys Kaitlyn's new position at the table in her high chair and Kaitlyn is pretty excited to be up with the family at mealtime too! Next job for the blogger is to catch the smiles we see so often but are too caught up with orchestrating "life" to snap a photo! Can't believe how quick the time is going by...

Happy St Patrick's Day!

What's a St Pat's celebration without your leprechaun hat, your faithful pal, your super cool authentic rubgy from Ireland from your super cool Uncle Barry and Aunt Cindy, and...NO PANTS?
It must be instinct or just in the genes to wear a fireman's hat on St Patricks Day. Parade next year? Luckily for Kaitlyn, James did not leave her out and lended her his other hat for this picture.
Isn't there a picture of mommy making this exact face from a St Pat's celebration a loooong time ago??
There's the pretty girl in all her chubby-ness. We have our Guinness chilling in the fridge and our corned beef cooking away. Looking forward to celebrating when dad gets home. Slainte!

Firsts

The past few days have brought us a few "firsts".
1. First time Kaitlyn was introduced to the beloved Jumpy. Like her brother, it took her about 5 seconds to realize how super fun this contraption was. Now, it's the only thing she wants to be in. Even when she's in her saucer, she's crashing it trying to bounce. James is a-ok with his sister's new toy once it passed the tractor test (that is, anything is acceptable if he can still drive his tractor around it).




2. Kaitlyn turned 5 months on mommy's birthday. Now we were hoping for the first tooth but it has still yet to pop thru. Just be careful passing any hand, arm or face past Kaitlyn's mouth because she is sure to grab hold and shove whatever she can into her mouth and begin chomping.

3. The first trip to the ER for James. This frightful event happend on mom's watch while we prepared for Mr Turtle school. James lost his footing while maneuvering past Kaitlyn's toys and smashed his chin against the frame of the couch. Instant swelling and loss of jaw opening ability prompted us to pay the dentist a visit and then proceed to the ER. Thankfully, there were no chipped teeth or broken bones. Just a very sore little boy. It didn't end on a bad note though, Daddy came home from work that night with some beloved characters from the movie Cars to cheer up the boy.