Things we let them do for a little peace and quiet...

I have had a ton to do, and have felt like I have been running from one thing to the next, this past week or so. Consequently my house has been destroyed and my to do list has gotten even longer. So I sent the kids outside to play so I could try to be productive. I heard the hose go on but decided to ignore it - they would have fun and I could continue to work. Well fun they had indeed...they made their very own waterslide into a mud pit. Lovely I know. But I decided to be the really awesome mom and let them continue their fun without a scolding...so I could continue my productivity and not be on clean up duty just yet.

Did he think he was actually going to get clean after this???!?!

A picture of my garden...why is this blogworthy you ask????...because see those sprouts? Something is actually growing, something is actually surviving Tyler. The other day I walked out and literally saw my entire tomato plant sitting in the grass...really??!?! What is there to not understand about the phrase 'don't dig in mommy's garden or you will go to time out for the rest of the day!'
My really cute baby in his favorite sleeping position - on his side, arched back, with head thrown back.

2 Months

Dylan is 2 months old today. He weighed in at 12lbs 12ozs which put him in the 75th% for weight. His height was 24 1/2 inches which put him at 95th% for height. Not that we are suppose to compare kids or anything, but Tyler has always struggled to make it to 50th% for height so if things continue we may have another Dallin/PJ situation on our hands (PJ is 6 foot and his little bro Dallin is 6' 7").

OK so the group wasn't working with me here:
Me and my baby:

November?

Yes its winter - And yes this picture was taken this evening as my kids were outside swimming. At least the pool needed to be heated...slightly. No really it has been quite chilly dipping down into the 50's and getting up into the 70's. Its wierd to think this is our last winter of beautiful weather and all the outsideness we can handle.

A Blast from the Past

So we have this Elmo that loves to eat things. Here is a look back at when he first arrived (straight from Gramma Peper's house). Brynn decided he was hungry and, while I turned my back for literally two seconds, she decided she needed to feed him her breakfast - it wasn't the last meal she gave him. And now here is Tyler, disobediently taking his banana out of the kitchen, to share a meal with Elmo. Elmo has eaten a lot of good things over the years. In fact, not too long ago, we walked out in to the playroom to see him eating a lizard...yes a real lizard in his mouth in my house. The kids thought it was great but dad couldn't find the camera in time...good thing I was not around to see it.

And while I was looking for that picture of Brynn I saw this old picture of Tyler with Grandpa Wilson (when he was 6 weeks old). I don't look at my boys right now and think they look all that much alike. But I guess maybe there is some resemblance because next to it is a current picture of Dylan...huh...how quickly they change and how quickly I forget.

Who's your mommy?

While I was trying to pin Tyler down to get his pajamas on and get him ready for bed last night, Dylan was not too happy. I kept asking Brynn to go over and put his pacifier back in his mouth or bounce him in his seat. After a while she got frustrated and said, "mom! he was in your tummy not in mine!" OK...good point...but did my 4 year old really just think and say that??!? Then this morning as I was trying to get ready so we could get out the door to preschool once again Dylan was crying. Once again I asked her if she could help him to be happy, to which she responded, "mom! i told you last night! he is YOUR baby not mine!" Ok, Ok, I get it. She is a kid and just wants to play and I am relying on her a little too much right now. But while I am very good at multitasking this three on one 24/7 isn't going real well. She is still a big helper but doesn't want to be a mommy just yet...I can underatand that.

And she really does love to make him happy most of the time...

And he's off...

We had a great weekend with Daddy but unfortunately he had to go back and finish up this rotation with the Air Force. When it was time for him to say goodbye today I heard a commotion in the hallway and walked out to find this...

...they were not about to let him just walk out. And even though they look happy in this picture for some reason, it was not a happy scene. This was to be followed by them being dragged on his legs and chasing his car down the street. Well, at least he knows how much he is LOVED!