Oh right, we have another kid

Poor Lincoln. The second kid gets a raw deal. Second hand clothes, expectations to be like the older one, very little pictures, etc.

So I guess I better start adding to this blog and include Linc. He's 5 months old and is going to kill me with his terrible sleep issues. He is up every two hours all night. It's like having a giant, fat, smiling, screeching, raspberry blowing newborn.

It's been a while...Here's Finn's baby brother Linc (Lincoln)

Potty Strike and Creepy Elves

So much for potty training. Finn had been using the potty about 5 times a day for the last 2 months. He got sick recently and we didn't bother putting him on the potty during that time. Now the potty window has closed. I think he finally realized it takes more time to go potty than it does to just get his diaper changed. Here's hoping he'll be trained by the time he turns 10.

Some new things:
Finn is now deathly afraid of the doctor. He screamed through his entire 18 month visit. A few weeks later my mom took him to the dry cleaners and he freaked out. Seeing a counter with a woman standing behind it gave him flashbacks of the Dr. office, I guess.

He's continuing to speak in more sentences. Last night for the first time he said "Mommy, read the book. That one" and now everything we give him to eat is "Look! Very very hot." Yet he still continues to call milk "puck", even though he can say milk.

He can also sing his ABC's..but not all at once. He'll start and you have to finish, or you start, and he'll finish.

He's also getting a little creepy. He walked in on his babysitter in the bathroom and said "I watch". He proceeded to stare at her. When she asked if he was being a creep he answered "uh,huh."


Finn hates Santa. We took him on a santa train. 5 minutes in he was "all done". His picture pretty much sums up his thoughts on Santa.

Snitches Get Stitches

Finn's talkative nature has finally caught up with him (or really, us). I came home from work today to my mom (CC) laughing saying "Finn can't keep a secret".

Un-official transcript of their conversation:

F: "Look! Truck!"
CC: "What does the truck bring to your house?"
F: "Packages."
CC: "For Mommy?"
F: "No. CC."
CC: "What kind of packages?"
F: "Shoes!"

And like that, CC's surprise gift of Uggs- ruined. So already, at 18 months Finn is a snitch.

Here's a picture of Finn with the expert interrogator CC in disguise.

Weenin' it up (a month late)

Considering Finn was asleep during Halloween last year, this one was way more fun. He still keeps talking about "Trick or Treat" and "Mommy, Daddy, monkey". We had a busy day that involved a super-fun party at Finn's buddy Oly's house, then dinner and trick or treating with all of his neighborhood peeps.

Treehouses. On the ground, but made of trees.

Paying the troll toll


Pointing and smiling, Finn walks up to this nightmare inducing thing saying "Mommy!"- Not as in, "Look Mommy!", but "Look! It is Mommy!" What a jerk.

Tying one on

Did I mention Finn has become obsessed with Brian's ties?




...checking himself out in the mirror with his big boy pants.