Home is Where the Heart is

I have a tendency to have cabin fever if I am at home for too long. This weekend was a different story. I always fill our weekends so full that by Sunday we need another weekend to recover from our weekend. This weekend we stayed in our jammies longer then usual. Phil and I cuddled up on the couch while baby napped and watched a movie, Paranormal Activity, which by the way scared me, like really scared me, like even had a nightmare scared me! We sipped our coffee longer. We burned our candles til they were no more. And it was beautiful.
I enjoyed my home this weekend. I enjoyed watching lil Max tear apart our clean home and turn it into a toddlers dreamland full of toys, snacks, and blankies. I didn't even clean up after him. He did find great pleasure in our toilet paper. He has had a few encounters with the toilet paper before, but on this particular day...well the pictures say enough!
So proud of his toilet paper adventure!

You may wonder what I was doing to allow this...I was blow drying my hair and by the time I noticed this toilet paper art, it was too late. So instead of being upset, I laughed so hard I cried all the while snapping pictures. Because this is exactly what makes life so wonderful.

This boy would live outside if I let him. He asks me in the sweetest makes you want to drop everything that you are doing voice...mom mom out si? Of course I say okay but we need our shoes and jacket. He knows that so he sits down shouting, shoes and once they are on he walks to the door and waits until I open it. And while he explores the world a little more deeply, I explore all of his wonderfully created features, and man do I love him. To me he is just heart stopping beautiful (which I am sure all moms feel this way) and it makes me want to pick him up and squeeze him and kiss him and for just a moment I want him to understand how much I love him.

We did make it out once this weekend. Our family trip was to Gymboree. It has been awhile since I have taken pics of him being a little daredevil that causes my heart to stop while climbing, jumping, and running on all of this equipment. Since daddy was with us I figured this would be a good time to snap some. Daddy could make sure he was safe and I could go picture happy. Which I did, so sorry for the Gymboree picture explosion.
And even though this picture is blurry, it has to be one of my favs. Look at our faces, if that isn't happiness, then I don't know what is!

I know that I have said before just how wonderful a father Philip is, but I am just amazed at how easily it comes to him. I was cooking dinner and I was able to see what was happening in the backyard. I just had to stop and watch (and of course take pictures). I watched and snapped for quite a while before they noticed me. About the time they noticed me, I noticed I was burning dinner. Not to worry, I was able to fix it and I managed to get these amazing daddy son shots.
I love my boys. More then anything. I love them.

I think that maybe my curse of cabin fever has faded. This weekend I didn't want to be anywhere else but home.

But who wouldn't want to be stuck in a house with this handsome fellow????