Teigan: First One Out and the First One Back In

I've been so bad about blogging. Everyday I tell myself that today is the day. But, alas, I always seem to find better things to do. Like clean up one pound of Epsom salt that Ethan artistically poured all over the bathroom floor. Or put every single book that WAS on the boys' bookshelf back where it belongs. Or sweep up the entire box of Cheez-it crackers Teigan spilled outside on the deck to keep the disgusting flies away. And in between there's lots of hugs and kisses, story-telling, diaper changes, meals and snacks to be fed, tickles, more hugs and kisses, laundry, dinosaur fighting, and so on. There just doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day!

You know when you feed the kids dinner, then put them in the bathtub and think you've made it to the home stretch because bed-time is near? And you think to yourself, what am I going to do for the next few hours? and you sort of feel giddy about it? Like the thought of popping popcorn and watching the ridiculous-gotta-watch drama of the bachelorette? Do you know that feeling? Well, some nights things just don't go as planned.

Take this example from a few weeks ago. The boys were in the tub and right after bath time is story-time and bedtime...and oh was I ready for bedtime. Their bedtime that is. I pulled Teigan out of the tub and put his jammies on. I went to the laundry room to grab Ethan's jams out of the dryer (I always throw their pj's in for a few minutes resulting in nice warm pajamas and snug little boys) when I hear Ethan say, "Uh oh mom, Teigan." I knew what I was going to find, and thankfully my camera was at the top of the stairs right outside the bathroom.

Exhibit A: I love that Teig's face is saying, "Uh should I not have done this?"(notice the lip bite) And Ethan is glad that for once it's Teigan causing problems!

Then he looks at Grandma for advice....

Hangs his head in shame

Tries to win me over with this adorable, toothy smile :)

And when I laugh, he laughs!


So, like I said, that night took slightly longer to get the boys down--but this memory was worth it!



On a completely different note, turns out my brother Scott is the fastest 200 m runner in the entire city of Colorado Springs. Third fastest in the 100 m dash, and his 4X100 team also took first. Boo-ya!
Scott is on the far left.

Ethan must have gotten his speed from Uncle Scott cause that boy is FAAAAAST! Or did he get it from his mama? Seems to me like my name is still hanging in the gym at Pine Creek along with the other girls on the 4x1 team with the record of fastest time or something. Just saying. :) Scott's got nothin on me. Well, except for a Varsity future in basically every sport. He's my ticket to fame. I'll be known as the sister of Scott Savage, NFL superstar. Or MLB superstar. Or NBA superstar. Ok, I might be slightly exaggerating. Emphasis on slightly.

After Scott's track meet, Ethan told me, "Mom I want to be as super fast as Uncle Scott so I can take gum out of your purse and run super fast and you can't catch me."

That's exactly what I was hoping he'd use his speed for. What more could a mother ask for? :)

Oh, and one more thing. See this handsome guy in robes on the jumbo-tron? Yeah, that's my dad.

Dr. Savage to you. Dear ol dad went ahead and got his doctorate degree. In 2 years no less. While working full time. Savages can do those kinds of things, you know. My brother Steve is about to begin his 3rd year in dental school and my dad said the only thing he wanted was to be Dr. Savage before my brother. Savages are also slightly competitive. Emphasis on slightly. Ha ha--mission accomplished! :)