hooky day

With all this beautiful weather lately Tom and I were forced to take a family hooky day. it was one of those days where the boys were awesome, no whining, no fighting. 

We saw dolphins swimming, had lunch on the beach, ate ice cream and took a long afternoon nap. 

it was just one of those days...

livin' the life.

September

We are all smiles here. 

School is on its way and the boys have settled right in. It took a while but they have already picked up lovely terms like "No FARE" or "coo coo butt" plus Mason is spelling his name, counting to 100 and Carter potty trained. need a I say more? Potty trained!! Clearly we earned some serious potty karma with Mason, as we potty trained him for ONE YEAR!!

 

I braved the double physicals by myself... 7 shots latter... we all made it out alive. 

Mason 43 lbs 92 percentile, and Carter, 29 lbs, making a jump to the 73% in height and weight. 

They're both impressive in their own ways. Mason, a sweet, gentile older brother who is sensitive, sneaky and smart. Carter, who looks up to his brother already mimicking him in many ways with a great sense of humor, and easy goingness, charm and wit but equally sneaky :)

 These pictures are from our trip to Michigan where Mason learned to fish! Its in his blood. I hope it becomes a annual pilgrimage because Tom's Michigan family is amazing and really helped to connect us all to our roots in extended family.

I'm 4 now.

So Mason out of the blue says, "I'm four now, so I can ride a bike with pedals."
And that was that. Check that one off the list.

diving board

so this two year old is going for it! he turned two and bam, off the diving board, just like that.
the cool thing is that my dad, my siblings and I all learned how to dive off of this diving board too.
GO CARTER!!

first day of preschool for the Bosma's

They're off.
unfortunately at two different schools but so fun none-the-less.
Carter is just so excited he made the morning traveling team. He dons his backpack like a pro. Mason is one of the big kids now, pre-K for this boy. Our mornings are crazy but so worth it!
let the learning begin.

carter's turn two

this kid. he's two.
i can't believe it.
he is as sweet as can be. smart. talking ALL the time.
running, jumping, playing with trucks and most of all doing his best to keep up with his brother.
he has the BEST sense of humor, he is a joker. giggling nonstop. And a big love, he gives the best big hugs and "NuNu's" or kisses. he loves babies, today he walked across the park so he could go say hi to a baby. he goes with the flow and just wants to be apart of things. He's a great eater, he is constantly eating. And making us laugh, oh how he makes us laugh. he scared us once but he has done everything in his power to show us that he is the sweetest, cutest and loving boy a mom and dad could ask for.
Happy Birthday Carter!

"okay Carter its time for your check-up"

the boys in action...
And like a good little brother Carter obliges for a second.

same mom, different hat, different baby

Happy Birthday Carter!

The fastest year ever!!

This little guy is 1

One year ago...

we would report at 8am for what we thought would be my induction of labor but what we soon found out was going to be a c-section delivery because my baby boy was breach. Oh one of the first of many lessons my sweet Carter would teach us. One could say he's a teacher and he has taught me a lot. As a planner it was hard to accept that I had to switch gears, as tears streamed down my face while my OB explained that it looked like Carter had "turned" and the safest thing for us to do would be to deliver by c-section.

This was the same doctor that both Tom and I had asissted in c-section a hundred times, I knew he was good. That had nothing to do with my worry, it was just this is not what I had planned, visioned, accepted.

In the end everything was perfect, in fact just as I envisoined it, I just didn't know it at the time- I have my two boys and I am oh so thankful for them both. Here we are year later celebrating a year of successes, many more then I thought we'd be allowed.

I mean really? Look at that sweet face! 

This little one year old is joyfull, happy, full of smiles and very easy going, he gets that from his mother ;)
He is becomming quite expressive. He is learning to tell you what he wants and he's not shy about it. I'm pretty sure he pushed Mason tonight. I think he's going to surprise us with his tenacity.

Here are a few notes that Tom and I took on what he's doing now.

He is saying no, dog, he points at the owls in his room every morning and says: hooo, hooo. he also says mamma, dadda, and grandpa. He loves my dad, he is one of the few people he will jump out mine or Tom's arms for. He loves playing peak a boo, he tries to feed himself with a spoon. He will pick up a remote or a phone and say "hewo", or hello. He doesn't use a bottle anymore. I swear he and Mason talk back and forth, they have their own communication. In the morning Tom and I can hear them calling down the hallway from thier respective bedrooms to each otehr, i'm sure talking trash about their parents. I can't wait for them to share a room. Maybe when Carter turns two.

Carter is enthralled with switches, light switch, toilets, fan strings and doors. For acouple months now he has been so proud of himself opening and closing doors he's moved on to cabinets and pots and pans at this time. Like his brother this boy loves water, he dives into the hot tub without any fear.

We gave away most of our baby toys because he only wants things that his brother has, stuffed toy, oh come on, he says, give me a car, a truck a ball. It's so fun having two, watching their relationship ulfold. He does not like to lay down, change his diaper forget about it, get him dressed only if you can catch me mom, he is on the go and don't try to slow him down.
We've been blessed with two happy babies. He has the sweetest diposition, everyone is freiend of Carter's
If we'd compare whcih we don't, rather try not to, Carter is a sound sleeper, thank the lord. He didn't really have a choice with this crew. He's got an arm too. He's been practicing throwing toys but more commonly food on the floor. He's not walking, but he he's a fast crawler. We're not in any rush but Tom keeps saying any day. He has 8 teeth, compared to Mason's 3 that he had at this age.
He's got a twinkle in his eye this one...
He has taught us how to forgive (ok so I'm still working on that one), how to perservier, how to switch gears, how to live in the momemnt and to have hope.

He has taught me that life is going to reveal itself in its own time, that I can't rush it even if I want to, that I need to watch and enjoy it all as it comes

Carter, You have taught me many of life greatest lessons, in less than a year, and I am very thankful. You bring a smile to my face every day. I cherish your sweet hugs and "pats". I even love your underbite. You made us a true family, you balanced us all- we're even now as four. I love you- happy birthday Carter-boo.

For the "baby book"
weight- 23lbs 60%
height - 30 inches 50%
head circum. 48cm 90% that's my boy!

an anniverary present

Its always fun to think what we were doing a year ago...

one year ago I was sitting on our bed in Merced, 10 months pregnant on the eve of Carter's induction day celebrating our 4th wedding anniversary. We were nervous. Tom was furiously putting together our new dresser and I was anxiously awaiting my mom's return with my last pregnancy indulgence/ anniversary dessert my Baskin Robbins almond mocha fudge sundae. Ok so it wasn't that glamorous but we tried to soak everything in, our last night as a family of three. The next day we would welcome the best anniversary present... Here we are one year later, celebrating 5 years. The best five years of my life. So much growth. I never thought I could love one person as much as I love Tom and our love continues to grow every day. I am one lucky lady, I struck gold with this handsome guy.

professional

We did a little photo session at the beach with the boys... here is a sneak peak.

bike with boy to work day

For Mother's day I got a new commuter bike. We live less than 2 miles from my work and I've set a goal to ride my bike one day a week. I know, I know, only one day! But its a start. The problem is, biking is a Mason & Mommy thing. So Mason is pretty sure that if I'm getting on my bike he should come too. We've been able to make it work, I ride with Mason to work and Tom comes and gets him before I start seeing patients. He pretends to answer my phone, type on my computer, say hi to everyone in my office and more importantly ask one million questions like "who's that? what's that mommy? how come?"
Its actually pretty fun. We talk about what we see on the street, different cars and trucks, people, trees, you know everything... he might even encourage me to set a higher goal of TWO days a week you never know!