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I love this boy so much. I do. I miss him when I’m not with him for too long. I miss them all, but in the last 28 months, I’ve only been away from him for a week. He’s the baby. My baby.
He’s such a  charmer when he has an audience. He has a huge imagination, and acts out “scenes” with his toys, like the truck that continually gets “stuck” on the fireplace bricks at my brother’s house, where he and I are staying this week. He pulls it out with great effort and a “magic wand,” only for the silly truck to get stuck again.
But he’s also a toddler. A two year old. A daredevil of a boy, who knows no piece of furniture that he will not climb, a hallway that he will not race down.
(I feel like this is the same story, different city)
An away-from-home nap that he will not take willingly.
So, in the last five days, on our trip to see grandparents, he’s taken two whole naps, gotten one goose egg on the forehead, fallen off of every couch at least once, and fallen onto a table and bitten through his lip.
It’s impossible to Ervin-proof a home that Ervin does not live in or visit regularly. Which is why, though the visit has been great and the kids have had a ton of fun with their grandparents, I’m ready to be back in my Ervin-proof home, sleeping in my bed while Ervin is contained….in his crib.
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that is one tough little dude you have there, my friend! And cute too!
He is pretty tough! He has to be. Ha!
Oh Erv, all bruised, battered and still happy. Go you!
And go you, Greta!
There was some definitely-not-happy time after it happened, but once he got over it, he was over it!
Awww its impossible to kid proof any from my kids.
Ha! You understand then. 😀
Completely!
What a cutie. He sure sounds all boy!!! 🙂
Oh, definitely! Rough and tumble, he is. 🙂
Om gosh he cracks me up. What a bruiser! He is so cute with all his boo-boos!
He totally cracks me up, too. He looks like a scrapper. A scrapper with squishy, kissable cheeks!
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Sunday we visited Brandon's grandparents church and then their home….with a 10 month old veyr curious squishy! I actually had to leave service because there was no baby room and nowhere safe for her to crawl around and then she was held the whole time at nanna and papas because we couldn't let her down. I remember this phase with my other kids it was the "If they don't have kids the same age we're not going to visit stage" because it was just too tiring for this momma which made everyone frustrated.
A church with no baby room?! It is so very frustrating. If it wasn't family, we wouldn't go. But, we kind of have to, and then I definitely have to recover afterwards!
It's so hard to take them somewhere else! Sweet little Erv. We're planning to let Brinky go to my parents' house next month, and my dad just pointed out that he realized their house isn't in any way Brinky-proofed. Should be fun, right?
He'd better get cracking!!!
It is so hard to visit places that don't normally have kids. I remember when my daughter went through that stage during a three-week visit to Arizona. Whew.
He sure is cute in that pool, though.
Three weeks?! YIKES. Exactly….the places that don't normally have kids. I'm so used to not having anything in our living room (shelves, knick knacks, a coffee table), that I forget how much living room stuff "normal" people have!
My youngest sounds a lot like Erv – he just dives into everything and often has some sort of bump or bruise. It is hard to travel with little ones. I always felt so much more relaxed once we got back home.
Exactly…you just. can't. relax.
I have a 7 month old son, so I am just waiting for the bumps and bruises to come! He is adorable and wears the badges of honor well!
Thanks! It's a good thing he's cute, because he sure does keep me on my toes.
I always hate the necessary hovering when you're somewhere that isn't kid proof. Poor Erv is a toughie though!
"Necessary hovering" is the perfect phrase. There's no time to relax and breathe! It's always temporary, though, thank goodness.
So cute! I can't believe I've never linked up to this series! I will definitely change that STAT!
I hope you do, Sean! And thanks!
Hovering! I was terrible with my first child. I was always a step ahead of her to ensure she doesn't get hurt. Now with bubba #3, bumps and bruises are part of growing up. I have learned to sweat a little less now.
It's so funny, because my oldest was the same way….climbing, jumping, giving me fits. The girls, not as much. And this one….giving me a run for my money, again! I definitely sweat less about him in general, but he hurts himself SO much.
It is SO MUCh easier to have grandparents visit at your house. But then, like us, the grandparents seem to have cooler stuff. Glad you, and Ervin, survived!
Ha! Yes! Not to mention all the cleaning before they come. 😀
That's tough, poor guy and poor you. I know how that frays the nerves.
It really does! It's hard when you just really want to relax and enjoy being away from home, and you can't.
Oh, that face. That FACE!
RIGHT?!
It's like you're living my life. When the other parents give me THAT look at gym class and I shrug, saying "Yeah, this is why we don't have ANY non-padded furniture at our house…" Although I have to admit the little tough-sweet look E's rocking in those pics is that of a future heartbreaker – better watch out mama!
Adorable, right?! I guess I'll have to stop the constant cheek smooching when the girls come around. OR NOT.
Poor little guy! Way to go Mom. You did it, you made it. 🙂
We made it! By the skin of our teeth. 😉
Oh poor baby. And poor Mom! He must keep you on your toes at all time. But look at that face. Makes it all worthwhile.
All the time. And yeah….I can't stay frustrated. He's my baby!
Ah, yes, the toddler contained in the crib is a beautiful thing! But, boy, they sure are cute as all get-out!!!
Really, I think the unbearable cuteness is their survival mechanism. Ha!
I would child proof my house, then, it was ME who couldn't get into anything! He is a cutie!
Ha! Thanks!
It's hard to take them out of their own environments at that age. Life is just easier inside the bubble! No? Loved the post and the pics.
Oh, if only we could pack the bubble with the rest of their stuff!! Thanks, Adrienne!