Anthony was an awesome snuggler when he was a baby. Sam use to sit with him on the couch every afternoon reading a book and Anthony would literally sit there forever just so content. I remember laying in bed with Anthony on my chest taking our leisurely naps and loving every second.
Molly was a decent snuggler, not as into it as Anthony was, but definitely much more so than Timothy. She was notorious for falling asleep on your chest. You'd sit there on the couch with your arms on fire from holding her up and bum falling asleep just because you couldn't bare to move and wake her.
Timothy isn't such a great snuggler. He was when he was itty bitty, but his desire to snuggle left shortly after turning a few months old. He just doesn't sit still for long unless he's eating or sleeping, or on his way to sleeping, haha. He has his moments, but all in all he just isn't very content snuggling with you on the couch doing nothing. Boo. It makes Sam sad he never gets to snuggle with Timothy.
Because of his poor snuggling ways, it's a big deal to capture a photo of Timothy snuggling with his Papa!
With love,
Mama Hauck
No matter what I do, I can not keep my little mess maker from, well, making messes! And that's just fine with me!
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Anthony was the same way. Always into the shoes, kitchen cabinets, plant dirt!! I have this one photo of Anthony playing in my plant when he was 10 months old that I just LOVE. He made a mess, but his smile was more than enough to get him out of trouble! Every time I see it, it makes me smile.
I went and made a cute comparison photo for Sam today. I wish I had a photo of Molly eating plant dirt. I went and looked through all her photos (which took forever!), but I don't have any. I don't recall her ever getting into my plant dirt, so probably why I don't have a photo! Boo.
They may be 5 years a part, but they're both the same. Two peas in a pod. Love my naughty dirt eating boys! :)
With love,
Mama Hauck
This morning I was sitting in the car with Anthony waiting at the end of our drive for the neighbor to swing on by and pick him up to head to the bus stop. While we were waiting, Anth asked me to pull up the map on the navigation thing in the car. We looked at the map for a minute and then he began to tell me where our house was. I corrected him and pointed out where our house actually was and.....and then he got mad and stopped talking to me and pretty much ignored me the remainder of our wait.
Our neighbor finally pulled up and I told Anthony I loved him. He didn't say it back. He got out of the car, closed the door, and just like I always do, I blew him a kiss. He watched me without blowing a kiss back.
Wow.....Break. My. Heart.
When do children learn how to break their Mama's hearts?.....intentionally?
When he gets off the bus this afternoon, I'm going to give him a big 'ol bear hug and show him that even when he's angry with me and tries his best to hurt my feelings, this Mama will always have a heart so full of love for him. Even if it did take all day to put the pieces back together!
With love,
Mama Hauck
