Christmas Catch Up

Biker Boy

The E likes to ride. He and B got little trikes for their birthdays. B is content to explore the world on his own hands and legs, but E has taken to riding. He and H play a game which is a close cousin to 'GO' whereby H follows E around the circle... destruction in their path. E occasionally takes a detour to chuck books off the shelves, creating a little obstacle course for them. E also likes to place objects in the little basket on the front of the bike-- the TV remote, magnets from the fridge, a couple of goldfish (in case he gets hungry on the road and needs to stop for a quick bite).

And man is he fast. Scoot scoot. The only problem that we've encountered is that E seems to think he's invincible on his bike. He spent the first couple of days pissed that his bike couldn't drive up stairs, bellowing at the bottom of the steps... but since then, he's also driven his bike out into the garage, face planting at the bottom of the steps. Poor baby, road rage and road rash all hardships of being a biker.

Blue Steel gets a haircut

B got his first haircut the other day. I had been holding out until he turned one. After a few more times of being complimented on my 'adorable daughter,' I decided it was high time for a trim. B did quite well at the kids' salon... and as you can see, his curls are no longer (i.e. they're shorter).

B hasn't seen Zoolander (well at least not that I know of) but he has managed to perfect the main character's signature modeling pose: Blue Steel. For him, it's an expression that translates into, 'I am utterly frozen in anticipation and delight' or perhaps, 'My parents?!? Do something fun and entertaining?! Shocking!' haha. Nevertheless, it's become quite amusing 'round these parts when B encounters something he's excited about. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to completely capture the expression (the second of the two photos) but it's close.

B attacks!

Sorry, it's been awhile- things have been unbelievable hectic with the end of the semester. However, a quick posting to say, Hi! And check out our attempt to capture our sweet boys in a jolly Christmas photo. B took it upon himself to express the sentiments of the group. Can you tell they were less than amused? We had a great Thanksgiving and I'll get a few pics up shortly. Hope you had a wonderful holiday.

Birthday Babies

The babies, well, they are well on their way to no longer being babies anymore. Today, they turned one. Although they are both officially one now, it has been a cummulative two for some time- the additive power of two little boys crawling in opposite directions, pulling up, climbing over and on, and babbling, makes them the both of them as challenging as a two year old. Please keep us in your thoughts when they do turn two... haha. But truly, they are speeding towards toddlerhood at breakneck pace. Dad and I are enjoying the ride.

B likes to sing 'Ee-I-Ee-I' whenever he hears music. He's picked up on the refrain of Old MacDonald and it is certainly his favorite. E likes to point. He points at everything, Balloons! The attic string! Lights!

*******Happiest birthday wishes my sweet babies********

Halloween

Behold the lion costume purchased for H this Halloween but noooo, no, no, no, the boy had no interest in an adorable lion costume. When I gently pointed out that everyone had a costume, B was going to be a Duck and E was going to be a dinosaur. 'I do' H announced with certainty. 'Great' I said feeling relieved that we reached agreement. But well, no, I misunderstood. H was agreeing to wear a costume, as long as it wasn't a stinky lion... rather he'd be willing to squeeze into the dinosaur suit thankyouverymuch. At least, the roar we practiced was useful in either case.

twactor

Well, it was a few weeks ago, but Mimi the boys and I went to a local farm to celebrate fall and get out of the house. It was a beautiful day and we had a lot of fun. The highlight for the boy may have been a tractor ride.

A few months ago, Dad stumbled on a veritable playground at Sears: the riding lawn mower section. He and H spent over 45 minutes 'driving' the tractors. Now, H mentions 'twactors' and the 'mall' frequently. Alas, with summer long over and mowing an infrequent activity, the mowers have been replaced with Christmas decor (yes, already). So, no more tractors at Sears, making this tractor ride all the sweeter.