dear eli-

where to start with you my special little boy? you are so fun. you love to give "pisses" ( kisses!) all day long. i love that you wake up before the other boys to go potty in the morning. then you sneak in my bed and snuggle me for a while. you have very stinky morning breath but i don't care. you are crazy as they come. you jump off things and get hurt all day long. it is so funny and exhausting at the same time. you have funny fat hands and feet that remind me of fred flintstone. sometimes i call you man hands. you have the prettiest eye lashes i have ever seen on a little boy. i can't get enough of your cute piggy nose. you have crazy eyebrows. you are obsessed with chocolate milk and cheese. how in the world are you 2 and 1/2 already? i just signed you up for preschool next year. you will be going to the same school ezra went to this year. good thing too since you ask me every day when you can go to preschool. whenever we say something about you being 2 you tell us that you are 8.

love you

dear ez-

you are so silly lately! you are so fun to be around. i love that your pictures are starting to really look like things. you drew the funniest picture of grandpa bob, mustache glasses and all. i love that in your picture hunter was drawn like a person but with fur all over her and a tail. you love to play with your friends right now. you are so sweet and get along with everyone. you are so handsome and your funny little laugh is the most contagious thing on the planet. i love that you wear your sunglasses to bed. you like to do "cool" things right now. you like to look at yourself in the mirror and smile. you LOVE the new iron man and spider man shirts grandma pammy got you. today you surprised me and dad by reciting the whole pledge of allegiance. when did you learn that? you love preschool and talking time. i should be better about taking you to talking time. the other day you picked brynna a flower and gave it to her. i think you have a crush on bryn because you blushed when i asked if she was your girlfriend. every time we go to grandma sue's house you take out cold waters and bring them to everyone with the cutest, most pleased look ever. you are the friendliest boy i know, tonight you kissed kem's pregnant belly. i love you, stop getting older ok?!

love you

dear abe-

you are seriously cute. i can't get enough of you. naughty-ness and all. lately you have been into headbutting and biting dad and i. sometimes we bug you on purpose so you will do it because it is so dang funny. you love to snuggle. you love to follow your brothers all around the house. you love to bug milo because you are bigger than him at least. you love animals. today you cried because chino was mad at you and it hurt your feelings. you are so funny right now. you copy everything that we tell you too. you are so smart. today you said " i want that". you say little things i can't believe that you are saying already. you have silly long hair. you are also obsessed with chocolate milk. you follow the lead of your brothers and drink more than i thought was ever possible. you love to jump on the trampoline. you are a tease. you wrestle your brothers and steal their toys but get mad if they do it to you. i am your best friend...until dad comes home, then i'm dog poop. tonight you even ignored me when i tried to get you to kiss me because dad was holding you. you love crackers, any kind will do. ever day you lead me over to the cupboard where i keep the snacks. i open it and you point to the crackers. you jump up and down and clap when i give them to you and then i get a slobbery cracker hug and kiss. i love those messy little kisses

ps. where did you get those dimples baby?

love you

halloween 2009

i suck at blogging as of late...

the boys were fun, they had a blast. eli changed his mind about his costume at least 6 times, ezra twice.

i'm trying to be better about blogging but i get in a funk.

i love fall but i get seasonal depression thinking about the upcoming winter. so i freak out. clean and reorganize my home and cut my hair way short. happens every year. turns out i don't love my hair short, i guess i don't love it long either. oh well it's just hair...

i need to step up my game... the damn 7 pounds will not budge I HATE YOU BLOODY SEVEN POUNDS! now off with you.anyone have good motivating exercise routines?

i am loving glee and watching flight of the conchords on you tube.