Ok...I saw these pics and I've decided that I think she looks like me...except I had hair(so I guess I will blame baby baldness on Kenneth from now on).


































Or maybe she looks like Kenneth....What do you think?

milestone

Jane took her first unassisted step yesterday, and she stood up without pulling up on anything this afternoon...looks like I am going to get my wish that at least one of the twins will be walking before this next kid is born(imagine hauling 3...my arms are already about to fall off).

lovin summer...

funny boys

first blood...

It may be a little fuzzy, but this is Jane's first battle scar. She pulled a speaker off of my desk and it landed just right on her head to conk a hole in her noggin.

conversation with Gavin

This was sitting in the library parking lot waiting for Aunt Crystal to return a book. He was frustrated that there was a park visible with kids playing and he was not allowed out of the car(we were only returning a book and then heading to the grocery store...and Uncle Joel had the other 5 kids at home= even more reason to hurry).

G: "Want out."
Me: "We will have to come back another day, why don't we sing a song instead(he had been singing by himself the whole way there)."
G: "No."
Me: (optimistic) "What song would you like to sing?"
G: (grumpy) "NO!"
Me: (persistent) "How about 'Twinkle twinkle little star'?"
G: (grumpier) "NO. Want out!"
Me: (determined) *singing*"Twinkle, twinkle little star...."
G: (grumpier-er) "TURN OFF!"

Excuse me? Did you just tell me to turn off? Little punk! A few minutes later he started singing himself...

G: "Winka winka wittle stah..."
Me: joining in, "how I wonder what you are..."
G: "NOOOOO, TURN OFF!"

Why was I excited for him to start talking again?

kids are gross

Atticus has had a big day...and it is barely after 1 p.m.


















To start I took the kiddos outside this morning so they could crawl around.(amazingly they both have no problem crawling on the grass *huge blessing*! Gavin was a wash outside till he could walk) They love it and have really gotten adventurous lately. Atticus has been crawling all the way to Grandma's house, stopping along the way to test all the dirt and rocks that catch his eye...Well this morning he also found a patch of dried bird poop to sample, along with the dirt and rocks....Blech! Luckily I realized what it was and was able to get it out pretty quickly before he swallowed(or at least before he swallowed very much). Probably not going to kiss him anytime soon though. Then after his nap(which ended conveniently right AFTER Jane & Gavin had gone down for theirs....aren't my children sweet, they never want me to be lonely) he started pitching a fit, yelling, and crawling after me down the hallway. I am getting a little tired of this behavior so I changed direction and went to the front room...somehow mid scream he managed to get distracted by a toy in the hall so things calmed down. Then I heard banging from the other room...."Oh crud" I think, "he has gone in the bedroom and is trying to wake up Jane & Gavin." I dash into the bedroom praying that I am not too late...the room contains only 2 children(both still asleep). I hear the banging again and from this vantage I can now tell that it is clearly coming from the bathroom. Dadblastit! When I get to the bathroom I find him happily playing with the plunger and also notice a toy at the bottom of the toilet(hmmmm I wonder what he was banging....*shudder*) AAAARGH! Is it wrong to be tempted to lysol a 10 month olds face, hands, and mouth(I didn't, in case you were wondering)? Oh, and a little while ago I pulled an old bandaid out of his mouth(not that we use bandaids for much more than decoration, but still) I am thoroughly disgusted and feel like bad parent. What with Jane crawling out of her high chair and Atticus eating bird poop CPS should be by any day now.