Crazy Cute and Insane

Wow. Poor blog. When I look at my last post, it reminds me how long ago it was, because Coram is no longer that chubby little half-baby, half-toddler in the pictures below. He's an all-out boy, only 1 month shy of turning 3. 

He talks non-stop, can sing his ABCs and has a deep love for cars, marine animals, water hoses and picture books. He is passionate about fruit, hot dogs, and cream of mushroom soup. And the best way to get him to do anything is to pretend that he is a baby bird (sea turtle, worm, fish, or whatever animal-of-the-day).

 Oh, and since he turned 2, we've renamed him The Great Contrarian.

I should also probably mention that I had another baby since that time. 

Cort Ezekiel CrazyCutey Pants was born in January 2013 and is now a heaping 5 months and 18 lbs. I thought Coram was cute, but this little man is as adorable as Chewbacca with the face of an Ewok.

Well, since updating a year-and-a-half of life is a bit much, here's just a few tidbits to catch you on up:

Post-Partum Fun

Seven weeks after Cort's birth, Joash had to leave me with an volatile toddler and a sleepless newborn for gall bladder surgery in Moncton. He was gutted like a fish and came back to us 2 weeks later looking like a starved island survivor who'd had a run-in with a pirate.

(I survived all this only because our wonderful church family took such good care of me and my boys by making us meals, staying over and taking care of my kids so I could get some sleep!)

Schumpelts vs. the Predators

We had chickens. Twice. Last June, we had 3 beautiful chickens with one that lay blue eggs. They were eaten by a fox in the fall. Joash cried. This June, we adopted another 3 chickens - Lady, Cocoa and Marzipan - who as pullets, were already giving us 3 lovely brown eggs a day. A few weeks ago, they were eaten by a bear, and Joash cried. And now we play Farmville.

Reclaiming the Summer

Obviously, I was pregnant most of last year where I felt like a narcoleptic on a boat for ALL of it. We didn't do a whole lot for that reason, but this summer, we are having fun WITH A VENGEANCE. Every weekend, I drag the family to any beach, zoo or aquarium we can drive to. Joash asked me last weekend where this spontaneous, adventurous wife came from. I guess this is what happens when your body loses 40 lbs of human, plus crazy baby-making hormones.

I know that's not really enough to fill a year and a half of non-blogging, but that's all I can muster about now. And yes, my life is currently all about my boys. I am massively outnumbered. Help.