R&R in the Sun

One day, a few weeks ago on a particularly nice, warm day, the whole fam went outside for some R&R. It was fabulous and I was able to lay back and read a little while Lance played with the kids (as seen below). Well Mikey pays close attention. He immediately thought that was a great idea.
So he spent a good part of our time outside "relaxing" with his drink trying to lay just like mama--sunglasses and all.

The funny thing is, though, that now every time we go outside he starts pulling on two chairs for himself and asks for a drink. He insists that I join him which is great except that the boy has no sensitivity to cold--his mother is quite the opposite--and these requests often happen in the cold, wind and rain.

Mikey is quite the poser and hams it up for the camera. But here the swing had slowed down and Mikey didn't even notice that Lance and I were watching him. He just sat like this with his leg crossed for a good long while--contemplating something, I guess.

11 Months!

Little Luke is 11 Months old!

Luke just keeps crawling and climbing and cruising along furniture. He never wants to be alone and follows everyone around everywhere. The only problem with that is when someone goes up the stairs then back down Luke gets stuck up the stairs. He doesn't hesitate to let us know he's stuck.
He's a little like Bam-Bam. He loves to hit anything in his hands on any surface (including your face), but he especially likes things that make loud noises when hit.

He is the happiest little guy and frequently likes to show his now 5 teeth! Okay, the top front left and side left are barely showing, but they're there (and sharp!)

He especially likes to drink how we drink. He wants a cup if we're using a cup, wants a straw if we have a straw and wants Mikey's sippies when he has sippies.

Luke and Mikey definitely have a brotherly love relationship...meaning that they love each other, but sure get in each other's way often enough. Mostly Mikey is starting to get more demanding as Luke gets louder and more mobile. He demands that we tell Luke to be quiet, not put is foot here or his hand there and give back his toys (that's when Mikey's in a reasonable mood of course--other times he just grabs, pushes and yells himself.)

Couldn't love my boys more!

From the Mouth of Mikey

Kristy is still asleep, and I'm up with the boys, so it's time for a sneaky Daddy post. I was feeding Luke some breakfast, and Mikey was in the family room playing with his Noah's Ark flannel board. He called in and said the following:
Mikey: Hey Dad?
Me: Yeah?
Mikey: How come Mama keeps leaving her hairs all over my Noah boat?
Me: I dunno. I guess you'll have to ask her.
Amazing how much he and I are on the same page...Girls.

My Baby is Three!

I can't believe Mikey is three. On April 17th (and 18th) we celebrated Mikey's third birthday. Lance was in the middle of finals and Saturday (the 18th) was going to be a warmer day so on his actual birthday it was mostly just Mikey, Luke and me. Since blowing out candles is one of his favorite parts, he got to blow them out at every meal.

Lance had to stop studying long enough to eat, of course, so we all went to dinner (because Mikey asks to "eat at the restaurant" for every meal--should I be offended?) Then we had a few cupcakes since the big cake was coming the next day for his party.

I gave Mikey a few choices for his cake. He narrowed it down to a Fish cake or a Safari cake and went back and forth every 30 seconds. Once he decided on the safari cake (for longer than a few minutes) I had to hide all pictures and evidence of any thoughts of a fish cake so he wouldn't change his mind again!

He ended up being very happy with the Safari cake. (There's always next year for fish :)

On Saturday lots of Mikey's cousins and one of his good friends came for the party. The weather cooperated beautifully and we all had so much fun.

Here is the final cake. It was all I could do to stop Mikey from either adding even more animals or trying to make the alligator actually swim in the river.

Getting ready to blow out candles!

Mikey and Kate

And of course there was no shortage of helpers when it came to opening presents

Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes and presents and all the fun. It was a great celebration. (Mikey cried a few days later when I broke it to him that his birthday was now a year away.)

EASTER

A few days before Easter we did an Easter egg hunt at the park with some kids from the neighborhood. It was a little colder outside than I would have liked, but it could have been snowing and Mikey would have loved it just the same. After all the hunting, Mikey and Boston wanted to make sure none of the eggs had fallen into the river or anything.

Mikey contemplating the true meaning of Easter...or maybe just how to get that egg open.

EASTER MORNING

And here are just a few from Easter morning. Mikey loved it, Luke didn't notice anything was different. All in all, it was a good day. Happy Easter!

10 Months!

Okay, so if you're paying close attention, Luke was actually 10 months old almost a full month ago now (March 29th), but I'm obviously way behind. Now were this only for the viewing pleasure of others I would likely just start from here and continue forward, but since I consider this a journal-type thing for posterity purposes, forgive me for catching up when needed.


Well Luke continues to be the cutest thing in the house (as Mikey gets quite upset if you call him "cute." Warning to all, per Mikey, Mikey must be called "big," while Luke is to be called "cute.") The day after I posted Luke's 9 month entry, I was fishing something out of his mouth during church and discovered a little (razor sharp) tooth--front bottom right. I had no idea! (He had been sick the week before so it probably masked some of those signs.) He quickly got that second bottom, and then the top right followed shortly after that. So he's a three-toothed little biter, but still just so cute.
I really can't adequately explain how much Luke loves dad. When dad comes home he is literally bouncing of the ground (it's really something to see him "jump" while sitting flat on his bum as in the picture above.) It's just another reason why I love it when Lance comes home--seeing Luke's reaction.

He continues to work on his eating and drinking skills. He doesn't really get a ton of liquid out of a sippy on his own, but he loves to hold it by himself and he's getting better.

His crawling the two stairs to the kitchen quickly turned into more. The first time I found him, it had been quiet for a little too long so I ran around the corner to see this....

He is FAST now and he does a great job, but I never stop worrying because it's hard wood floor at the bottom of these stairs and I just keep imagining him falling all the way down! We didn't have stairs when Mikey was in this stage so this is new to me. He really is great at it, though. We love, love, love Luke!

Best one yet

Yes, we have shown many pictures of Mikey and Luke falling asleep in funny places and funny ways. I've decided that it is because our kids absolutely HATE going to bed! They push and push until they collapse. And here Mikey has done it again. He was supposed to go down for a nap, but insisted on eating something first. He sat at the counter and ate his food and then started to climb down the stool. This is as far as he got....

We laughed at this forever before we could move him. He was so out that we were even able to slide the stool around in order to get the best angle for the picture. So funny.

9 Months!

Luke is 9 months old!

As mentioned earlier, this month he learned to crawl. And as of three days ago, he can also climb the two stairs from the family room to the kitchen (see below).
On a less good note (well, less good now, more good later--yes, more good) he suddenly decided that he hates binkies. For the first 8 months of his life, he loved them! Then suddenly he was absolutely offended when offered the thing. So getting him to sleep at times is much harder than it used to be. But hey, no weening later, right? (That's what I keep telling myself).

The stair climbing, while cute, of course now makes things a little more tricky for me...meaning I have to watch him more closely. Once in the kitchen he goes straight for the dog food and water or turns back around and looks like he wants to head back down the stairs. Sigh.

Brothers

Mikey and Luke never seem to tire of each other (okay, rarely seem to tire of each other). Mikey loves entertaining Luke and Luke loves to be entertained. I never tire of watching them. Love my boys!

Oh great. Mikey's nakedness is rubbing off on Luke. But cute picture, right?

From the Mouth of Mikey

We haven't had a Daddy entry in a while, so I thought I'd make this contribution. This was awesome. This morning Luke was being particularly loud and Mikey particularly messy in our bed, so I took them both downstairs a little before 7am to let Kristy get a bit of sleep. We ventured out into the hall, and Mikey started down the stairs, at which point the following conversation ensued:
Mikey: "I can't see anything. It's dark all over the place"
Daddy goes over and turns on the hall light
Mikey: stops in his tracks and says, "Wow. These are really nice stairs. Daddy, these are really nice stairs!"
Daddy steps back into the bedroom and tells Mama what Mikey said. When he comes back out in the hall, Mikey is at the bottom of the stairs.
Mikey: "Daddy, these are really pretty nice stairs. That's why Mama had to make these nice, pretty stairs."
Daddy: "Did Mama make these stairs?"
Mikey: "Yup. She sure did."

Priceless, this kid.

Playing too hard?

The other day Mikey was sent to his room for some reason. Often times, after the crisis has passed he stays in his room and plays. I heard him up there for awhile, but suddenly it got quite. When I got to his door to check on him I noticed that the light was off. Upon entering, Mikey was nowhere to be seen and the closet was closed. I did however, hear a soft snoring. So I pulled back one door and this is what I found....

I had to push him back a little to get the second door open, but here he is. By the way, he was not wearing that raincoat when he first went to his room. (I was also reminded of a story my mom told when I was little of a time when I was "lost." We had been playing hide and seek. Eventually I was found asleep in the closet.)



Now it's Luke's turn. So Luke was on Lance's lap and Lance had his hands on his cheeks just rubbing them and playing when Luke started to look tired. So Lance kept his hands there and started to softly rub the back of his head and within minutes, he was out. Just like that.


Then he got tired eating Cheerios.

We're crawling!

This week Luke started crawling! Sometimes he pretends like he doesn't remember, but then he sees something he wants and he takes off running!

For the first few days, Mikey also rediscovered crawling. The first night Luke was really crawling Lance and I were on the floor clapping and encouraging it and getting quite excited. It didn't take long for Mikey get on his knees across the room and crawl as fast as he could to us. Gotta keep that attention balanced. ;)

Tinfoil-wrapped chocolates

Last night we were giving each other our Valentine's Day cards and presents. Luke gave Mikey a little Valentine package of chocolate baseballs. Mikey promptly asked if he could have one. We agreed and then proceeded with our presents and cards. I saw him take one out of the package, but then turned my attention elsewhere. A few minutes later he asked for another one. I suddenly started looking around and asked Lance where the wrapper was. We kept looking around and then asked Mikey where it was. He just looked at us. Finally it dawned on me...I asked him if he ate it with the wrapper. He continued to just look at me so I asked if he had tinfoil in his mouth. He said, "yeah." Though, if you know Mikey, he says, "yeah" to everything. So I looked in his mouth and saw a tiny fleck of silver. (And I received further confirmation this morning, if you know what I mean...;)

The fact that Mikey wanted another one after eating the one with the tinfoil shows the devotion this kid has to chocolate! (He IS related to me)

We love Mikey!!

8 Months!

(Okay, well two weeks ago he was 8 months, but better late than never.)

So I know what you're thinking. "Could this kid be ANY cuter?!" Well I'll tell you, no, he couldn't. He is so much fun. He just smiles, babbles, laughs, and rolls around and thinks the world is great. By the end of the month he was doing everything, but crawling. There were a lot of push-ups, moving backwards and rolling, but not much actual forward movement. He also finally started eating baby food on a regular basis. He has been fighting tooth and nail against eating any kind of solid foods! So it makes me feel better to have him eating and enjoying it now. His hair is quickly filling in suddenly (even if Lance doesn't believe me--what is it with boys and not noticing hair!) And Mikey continues to love him and "play" with him. In fact, he tries too hard most of the time (like trying to wrestle with him, pick him up, play ball with him...one day, Mikey! One day.) We love our little Luke!

Especially this picture! How cute is that little face.

Mikey's first snowman

Mikey made his first snowman with dad. There ended up being a little less snow than anticipated so "the man" ended up with kind of a tiny head, but Mikey was so excited to use the big carrot that there was not getting around it. So there you have it. (Lance called him more of a snow duck. ) Personally, I thought it was the cutest snowman ever and I was very proud of my boys.

Pink.

Yes. Our blog is now pink. Well I live in a house with three boys filled with trucks and dirt and boy stuff so I deserve to have a pink blog for just a minute.

Water!

Luke is our little water baby. He loves the water! So for Christmas Santa brought Luke a bath seat so that he can sit up with Mikey in the tub and have more fun. He does have more fun...but so does Mikey.

If you'll look closely below you can see that Luke has water running down his face and his eyes closed. Mikey's new favorite bath activity when Luke is there is to pour water over his head over and over again. Luckily it doesn't seem to phase Luke in least bit. Of course Mikey will scream bloody murder if a drop gets even close to his face, but since Luke just sits and chews on toys, for now they are good bath mates.

We actually took Luke to the pool for the first time a few weeks ago and he was in heaven! He was the cutest little thing splashing away and drenching his own head and face in the process. Unfortunately just as Lance was about to snap the cutest picture ever, the lifeguard came over and said they don't allow pictures (because it's a private gym or something? Lame.) But I'm sure there will be many more photo ops in the water with this kid.