big brother

Hey guys. Sorry I've been gone too long again. My long-awaited, much anticipated comeback just keeps being thwarted by boys....you know, the two (okay, three...) that I'm responsible for over here at the Casa de Chesser. Everytime I think I can sneak off to write something, one of them wakes up from a nap, needs a new diaper, must be fed at that very moment, or is demanding attention.

And since the thought of clacking out a big, long, hilarious post to compensate for my absence makes me want to hyperventilate (yes, that sort of thing is admittedly overwhelming to me), I've been procrastinating. Ultimately, I decided to just re-enter with only this - a brief and heartwarming tale of brotherly love.

Henry, ordinarily a 'this is my space...that is your space' kind of kid, has suddenly developed an interest in snuggling (aside: I've only been waiting two freaking years for it, little man!! wahooooo!!!). With this new snuggalicious development have come some pretty adorable conversations and precious memories.

Here's one from yesterday:

The boys were both in our living room while I was slavin' in the kitchen. James was propped up against the couch pillows (he likes to 'sit' there and watch Henry play), and I overhear Henry abruptly decide to stop what he's doing and go see what James is up to. I hear him say, "Wan' snuggle James...wan' snuggle, Witt-ew Bruwwa?" (Witt-ew Bruwwa...that's Henryspeak for little brother). I had my eye on them from the doorway, and just as I began to worry that he was going to seriously smother sweet baby j, Henry sits up quickly and looks down at James' arms.

"(audible gasp followed by a dramatic monologue)...Ohhhh nooooo, Jaaaaames...what haaaaappened??? Mommy, what haaaaaaaappened to James' arms? Look, Mommy, he has bo-bos!! Awww, Witt-ew Bruwwa...ya' okay, Witt-ew Bruwwa? Ya' okay? Need a Band-aid, Witt-ew Bruwwa? Okay, be riiiiiight back (holding up one finger in the 'just a minute' gesture)." (sidenote: James' bo-bos are a bad case of eczema...arms are the worst, but he has it all over).

He returned seconds later with a measuring tape (where does he find these things?!?!), and begins to wrap up James' arms. "There go, Witt-ew Bruwwa...make you feeeeel muuuuuuuuuuch better."

And I feel much better too...August is already off to a better bloggy start than July. Look for a few make-up posts in the coming days/weeks. I've got birthdays, anniversaries, and the like (and pictures to go with each!) to tell you all about!