Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Catch Up!
I feel like I have so much to catch up on! I haven't even posted about our 4th of July doings. You would think I was busy raising two boys or something!:)
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
My Sweet Boys
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Some Things I Don't Want to Ever Forget
*Bennett laughed for the first time at daddy tickling his tummy with his whiskers on July 1st!
*When Bennett gets tired, he will bury his head in your chest or whatever he can bury and rub his face up against. It is nice, because that is an easy way for us to tell if he is tired. You can also see it in his eyes. His eyes get dark around them just like his daddy's do.
*Bennett loves to get his diaper changed. You can almost guarantee a smile anytime you give him a fresh, dry bottom!
*Bennett likes to have his face partially covered while he sleeps. He looks so cute, wrapped up like a mummy with his face covered with a blanket!
*Ethan's new favorite word- "Sorry" (sounds like "ory") You would think I beat the kid or something...he is so sensitive and sweet, but seriously he says it all the time!
*When Bennett gets tired, he will bury his head in your chest or whatever he can bury and rub his face up against. It is nice, because that is an easy way for us to tell if he is tired. You can also see it in his eyes. His eyes get dark around them just like his daddy's do.
*Bennett loves to get his diaper changed. You can almost guarantee a smile anytime you give him a fresh, dry bottom!
*Bennett likes to have his face partially covered while he sleeps. He looks so cute, wrapped up like a mummy with his face covered with a blanket!
*Ethan's new favorite word- "Sorry" (sounds like "ory") You would think I beat the kid or something...he is so sensitive and sweet, but seriously he says it all the time!
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Our Not-So-Great Thursday- 7/3
On Wednesday Ethan and I came in from playing outside and, as usual, Ethan ran towards the stairs that go down to the family room. The gate appeared to be closed. Before I could realize it Ethan had leaned up against the gate that he thought was closed too and went toppling down the stairs. The step basket broke his fall to the second gate, but as he went to get up, he fell down the rest of the way. I scooped him up as fast as I could. He was crying so hard. You know, the kind of cry where they forget to breathe. He only cut his gum, thank God. Will I ever learn my lesson about these darn gates?
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Stinker
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