Well, I did it

I did it. I set up a blog. I'm officially part of the 21st century.

I was starting to feel all smug about doing the blogging thing until I remembered that a friend of ours has had one of these for months. He's six.


Enough of that. More about *me*, because isn't that why you write a blog in the first place. To tell the world all about *me*? I thought so.


I'm Sage and Kai's mom. I have a name. It is still used periodically, but really, I'm mostly just Sage and Kai's mom now. That's how the people at church recognize me. That's how all children under the age of about 15 recognize me. It's how the SAs in Gymboree recognize me. So, that's who I am. :) I'm also a CPST (that's a car seat tech). I'm a bit obsessed with car seats so I finally went and got myself certified in June. More on that later. First, my children.

Sage is my darling first born. Isn't he cute? He's four and a classic first born type A kinda kid. He's a people pleaser. Overall, he's a fabulous kid, even if I do say so myself. Sure, he has his moments. He's four, after all. But he's a good one. He loves to read, he loves to play, and he loves, loves, loves school. Let's hope that continues. :)




Next is Kai. He's 19 months old now.
He is a bit more of a ...parenting challenge. He likes to throw things. At people. He likes to hit. He can turn from a sweet content little angel into a scary little spitfire in nothing flat. Case in point. We went to buy him some new tennis shoes and his brother some new dress shoes. We found Kai the perfect shoes for him. They had balls on them and they lit up. What more could a kid want? Kai put them on and stomped around happily. When I discovered I couldn't find what I needed for Sage in the same store, I put the balls shoes back and we headed for another store so that I would only have to stand in line in one place. Once Kai realized the shoes were not going with him, he went *ballastic*. He kicked. He screeched. He tried to bite me. Where oh where did he learn that??? It was comical but at the same time, really not. ;)


He's a joy. He really is. He loves balls. He loves dogs. He loves dogs who chase balls. If I could just get him to stop throwing Hot Wheels at his brother, life would be a piece of cake with these two. :)


At this time, we only have two kids. I say at this time because I am holding out hope for a third. Only one problem with that. Scott (that'd be my husband), is perfectly happy with two and is therefore D.O.N.E. We'll see who wins this particular battle. :)



I'll add a few pics of our trip to Cox Farms from the other day. Cox Farms is a kid's dream come true. They have huge slides. There is free apple cider and apples. There's a hayride. And dirt. Lots and lots of dirt. What more could boys ask for? :)



Brothers on a hayride.






Sage and the goat stop to pose for a picture.






Kai takes a moment to play in the hay.



And enjoy some of that yummy apple cider.





This is Sage with 3 of our good friends who I'm sure you'll hear a lot about. If the level of fun is measured in the amount of dirt covering each kid, I'm thinking we couldn't have had a better day. :)





That's all for now. I'll be back. This is kind of fun.