I Call Her Baby Grapes!?!

According to Addison her sisters name is officially BABY GRAPES....... It all started as a joke in the family of us asking Addison what the baby's name was going to be since she insisted that it was going to be a sister even though none of us knew the sex of the baby. She would always answer with some funky name that she just made up on the spot. Never was the name the same even if you asked her the same day. But about a month before Lynden was born Addison was eating lunch at Grandma Perkins house when her Uncle Tanner asked her one last time what the baby's name was. She paused slightly and then responded, "Baby Grapes!" Everyone laughed and assumed she said that because she was eating grapes at the moment. But when asked later that week she replied, "Baby Grapes" with no hesitation.

We all saw it as a running joke until we arrived at the hospital and she declared that she couldn't wait to see her baby sister named Grapes. We tried to explain to her that her name was going to be Lynden, but she would only shake her head and say "No it's Grapes!"

When asked by Grandpa Perkins if he could hold baby Lynden, Addison broke down in tears upset that he was not calling her baby Grapes. And so the name has stuck!

I have had to explain to Addison on multiple occasions that her name is really Lynden, so when people ask her the baby's name she now replies, "Her name is Lynden, but I call her Baby GRAPES!"

We have noticed over the past couple of weeks that Addison has finally given in and will call her sister the correct name, but she also still likes to introduce her as Grapes. I have come to accept that if she would like that to be her nickname I have a problem with that. I actually find it kind of cute that Addison has come up with her own name for her new best friend!

Lynden Mablegean Perkins

That's right It's a girl! She came to us on September 30th at 12:14am. She weighed 6lbs 13oz and was smallest of the three. She was released with borderline jaundice and has been to the doctor everyday that she's been home. We are happy to say that after a week of poking she is finally out of the high risk zone and just needs to be monitored at home. I am so glad, it's hard to watch them poke your little one every morning. But it's all over now and we can start trying to have a somewhat normal life.

Addison loves her new baby and always wants to hold her. Lincoln's not too sure yet and tries to love her, but his love comes in a very powerful pat that usually just upsets her. He is learning quickly and already knows how to say sister. We didn't even have to tell him who she was, he already knew. Guess he was just waiting for her to come. I'm doing fine just trying to get used to being home all the time. Cole has to keep reminding me that I have 6 weeks to get things done and to take it easy, but it's hard to remember when I'm so used to only having the weekends to get ready for the rest of the week. I'm sure I'll figure it out sooner than later.

Heaven Help ME!

Who ever said that terrible 2's were bad never experienced a sassy 4 year old. I think I'm about at my wits ends with this little girl of mine. I just can't seem to find the patience to deal with the attitude and rolling of the eyes that I get every time a I talk to her. I've taken privileges away, had major long time out sessions and tried reasoning with her since she does act a lot older than her age. I even went to the extent of being the MEAN mom and took her 4th birthday party away. I think I just might pull all my hair out before I have this next baby. And if this next one's a girl, heaven help me that she's better than her sister.


Now I'm not saying that I don't have problems with her brother, he's just a monster of a child that gets into everything. I think I'll take that any day over a child that constantly talks backs and bickers with you about everything. I know this post is more of just me venting, but I think that if I don't get this out I'm going to burst at the seams. I'm sure this won't be that last time something like this is going to come up with me being a mother. I know that my children are a gift and that I'm here to help teach and guide them along this path we call life. But I'm not sure I signed up to take this one on my own. She just might be the death of me. I guess you can say that it's good she hasn't been this way from the beginning cuz I'm not sure we'd have more than just the one. Guess I will take it with strides and hope that it gets better. According to everyone I've talked to this is just a phase and my sweet innocent little girl will return someday. My only prayer is that is comes sooner than later.

Can You Feel the Heat!

So the long HOT day is drawing to an end........... and I am anxiously awaiting the relief on the night. We woke up this morning to find that the motor to the fan on our AC unit had seized. The unit still works, but the motor won't spin the fan to get us the much needed relief of cool air. Why OH Why couldn't this have happened in the winter. At least then you can just all bundle up in blankets and get cozy. In the summer you can only take so much off! Of course we call the repair company and they inform us that this doesn't really qualify as an emergency and the soonest that someone can be here is tomorrow afternoon between 1 - 3. Cole tried nicely to explain that his wife is 8 months pregnant and that he has a 1 year old son. No help to our dismay.

We decided to ruff it out in the house with all the blinds closed and all fans on high. Needless to say we are surviving. Or our we? Think Cole's getting ready to hit that boiling point. Doesn't help that Lincoln's got a MAJOR diaper rash that's out of control. He cries hysterically for about 10 minutes every time he pees. Let's just say that he's had about 4 baths already today. Nothing seems to help. We've tried airing him out, the most beloved Butt Paste and Bag Balm. This sucker is just here to stay. Pour little guy has to walk with his legs so far apart just to get some relief. And yes I said walking. Not very well, but he can definitely make it from one side of the house to the other. As long as Addison and Brody don't knock him over first. We've been waiting for this day for what seems like forever. He was so ahead at pulling himself up and crawling that we were sure he would be walking by 9 months. Think he's been holding out for the new one to arrive. He has just over 6 weeks to get this figured out before mom goes insane trying to think how she's going to carry two at once. My hat goes off to those of you who have somehow survived twins.

As I close this blog I longingly think of the relief that is hopefully coming tomorrow. All I can say is.......That if this problem isn't fixed by then, WATCH OUT family cause the Perkins are going to start looking for extra beds. Pregnant ladies can only take so much before they melt into absolute hysteria;)

Two Peas in a Pod

What can I say.....my kids will have nice teeth! Guess that's what you get when you work for a dentist. This is not the first time I've caught them doing this. It's so great to just sit and watch them together. Addison is such a good helper with her brother and of course he wants to do everything that she does. SO CUTE!!!! Now what I'm a going to do with a third.....maybe pull all my hair out. Let's hope not, only 9 more weeks to go. Yeah!!

He's getting so BIG!! No more baby.

100% BOY

Okay, so the morning started like every other Friday morning at the Perkins household. Kids up early and demanding breakfast before mom even got out of bed. When that was finished we were on to playing and having a good time. While mom was busy trying to clean the house and make some sense of the disastrous week, Lincoln decided he was going to play in the backyard by himself. Which he usually does at least twice a day via the doggy door. He's done asking to go out cause the answer is usually no, because it's too hot, so he's now taken it upon himself to go out on his own whenever he feels like it and mom has to be the mean guy and bring him back in crying and screaming.


I had no knowledge of him being outside until I heard a muffled, but familiar cry, coming from the backyard. I looked out the window, but couldn't see him any where, but I was certain he was out there. I proceed to got out the back door and this is what I found.........

All I can say is that he is definitely his father's son. I can't tell you how many stories Kristy has told me about Cole and Kyle and all the crazy things that those boys did growing up. And all I can think is that my little Lincoln hasn't even turned one yet! He had some how managed to climb up into the dog's dish and was stuck. His little butt just seemed to fit perfectly inside. I had to run in and grab the camera because I was sure no one would believe me if I told them. All I can think is, "WHAT'S NEXT!!!"

POOL TIME

For Cole and Kyle's 28th birthday the family got together for a small pool party. Nothing big which was actually nice since life's been a little crazy for all of us recently. Kyle and Mindy just had their 2nd baby boy Mason and with Cole working and going to school, every one's schedules rarely match up. But we did manage to find to time to relax by Kyle and Mindy's pool one evening. And if you didn't know, my kids are definite water dogs. I can't seem to keep them both out of the pool even if I tried. They were in the pool from start to finish!!



I had to add this one cause it's classic PERKINS!!