My three sons!

Silly title, I know, but that is what my blog is about today! As Jack has gotten a little older and is beginning to show us a little of his own personality I have been thinking about about each one of them. Who do they remind me of? And, what do that bring that's all their own. I don't know why but it has been on my mind, so I thought I'd share. Feel free to put in your opinion of each of them too!


Isaak, is my Everest! Let me explain. He has been my greatest joy and pain as a child. I believe it comes from having to be the first in a family. He gets joy in satisfying Danny and I and joy in seeing us angry. And he has literally told us so! He's a nut! But I love him. Dealing with him often reminds me of dealing with Elizabeth at that age. He does NOT have an off switch on his mouth. Which he does NOT know how to filter! And he invites everyone he sees to our house to play. He goes over to friends house's and fights the whole time he's there then cries when it's time to leave. Beating up on Brett brings him joy and then he is heart broken when Brett refuses to play with him. When I need a moment of timeout of my own he will chase be back to the farthest corner of the house asking me 8 million questions...literally. But he is the smartest kid I know. He gets that from his Dad. Learning isn't learning for him like it is for me. Or most anyone else for that matter. He already knows it you just have to spark the memory. If that's not his Dad I don't know what is. He is logical to a fault... just ask my family. I'm sure they have all had many a conversation with him that they wish would just end. But I can't tell you what a tender heart he has at the same time. So can you see how difficult he can be. I have to take some of the blame here too. I know the drama comes from me. All my sisters can tell you about my drama! Anyway, that is my Isaak and I love him very much.

Now, Brett! He was a blessing beyond belief. Danny and I had just lost a baby/pregnancy and were waiting for me to get back to normal. I was sad, and dealing with Isaak being in the hospital having breathing trouble. I was really stressed at the time being a new mom. Isaak was only 9mos old. I hadn't been ready to have another baby but losing it made me feel guilty for not being ready. I didn't know how to feel. It was the end of the first trimester so I know it was early but I had already started to think of the baby. Anyway, I was just ready to focus on Isaak. When I went back to the doctor's office I had not gotten back to normal and the doctor was concerned. So he did an ultrasound and found nothing, so he told me to take another pregnancy test in a week and then come back. Well, I waited a week and there it was...the second line. Brett was on his way whether I was ready or not. And life just works that way sometimes. Brett was and is my cuddle bug. He is the one that always wants mommy and it makes me feel less invisible in the world of motherhood. I don't mean to offend anyone with this comment I mean it as a compliment but Brett is Sara (my sister) remade if I have ever seen it. He is a kind little kid but don't mess with him he can easily take you out. AKA..."Jennie, come to my room for a minute!" or taking out grandma on the from porch. Also, the clothes! Sara what ahead of her time with fashion. Some of those outfits were too funny! Holdyn and Brett have inherited her flare for walking their own path when it comes to clothes! I am thankful they are that way! He was the blessing I wasn't expecting and I'm glad he came into our lives!

Finally, Jack. He is definitely the third child! As being the third child myself I see it in him already. He loves his older brothers so much but they are so close that they sometimes forget him. Not on purpose or to be mean but they are so close in age and have so much fun with each other Jack gets left behind. Literally, they will beg for me to put him in the room with them and they will talk to him and love him them run off and forget he was there. I go in when they come out to see Jack just sitting in his seat wondering where everyone went. Don't let that fool you that boy has a temper and the lungs to let you know. If you mess with him at all while he is happy and content he will scream at you until you can calm him down and get him back to contentment. He never wants to cooperate but when you give up on the whole thing...like feeding him, he screams. Never had an eater quite like him. He has terms already and is only 5mos old. My sisters have said he is the baby that would have come after Elizabeth, had my parents continued having kids. I can believe that! He does look a lot like Biz and that's cool with me.

I love my boys, no matter how stressful they are. And my husband too, for being there and helping me with these crazy boys! I am truly blessed!