To a kid who's not accustomed to eating the dish his food is served in, the idea of eating the cone was a little odd.

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year!

There are very few things I can think of that are happier than a two year old with an ice cream cone...

Ezra has this weird little bug/monster thing, and when he 'helps' me fold laundry, he takes the rags and pretends it's a baby. He'll pack it around all day and take care of it. It's very sweet, and much better than the June Bug he carried around a while back.....

He's just so goofy... Those cheeks are very pinch-able!

As much as Ezra loves Wyatt, sometimes he tries to get rid of him.

Wyatt is getting so big. He got a new front facing car seat this month, figured out how to crawl really fast, stand up in his bed, and play peek-a-boo. He's not a baby anymore!

Wyatt isn't just a happy baby, he's out of control happy. He doesn't just smile, it's like his dimples have a seizure and take over his entire body for a few seconds.

Another really silly looking Ezra....

This is just a goofy picture of Ezra. He was playing and sweating....

I haven't just posted any of my random thoughts in quite a while, and figured you all were missing my ramblings, so here it goes.

Since I've droned on and on last I've not really done anything that exciting. Therefore- I've not posted anything exciting. The weather has been great, so we've been playing outside a lot. The weather here is almost as unpredictable as it was in Rapid. Sunday was beautiful, we played outside, had a mini-picnic followed shortly by a tornado. Yep, a real one. A big one, that touched down 4 miles from our house! Thankfully most of the trailer parks are on the other side of town, so it's furry was directed in the other direction..... I'm kidding, there wasn't any major damage. just a little excitement and embarrassment on my part.

Because I've lived in the Spokane area all my life I've never seen a tornado, or heard the sirens. (I finally figured out what those huge speakers all over town are!) So in typical redneck fashion, while the sirens are sounding, telling everyone to hide, I was standing out in the street with the rest of the neighborhood, trying to catch a glimpse of what might kill us all (just kidding Mom, we were fine!). After the tornado passed us by it began to rain like I've never seen. Just buckets of water dumping out of the sky... And Ben needed some book out of his truck. So, being the wonderful, loving, caring, thoughtful, selfless, gag-me-with-a-spoon-i-wanted-an-excuse-to-play-in-it-wife, that I am, I offered to go get it. ~Remember that the entire neighborhood is still watching the storm~ I ran outside in my flip-flops, only to slide about 6 feet across a VERY muddy parking lot, slip and fall on my bum, and get laughed at by EVERYONE. At least I know I'm a dork and have come to terms with this. I picked myself up out of the mud, bowed gracefully, and made my exit.

Fortunately for me, Ezra dresses himself....
And Wyatt's still happy!

I've been told repeatedly in the last few weeks to get it together and update this thing, so here you go. In typical Wyatt fashion, he's happy. If you look close, you can see his little teeth.
Ezra's been thinking about actually using the toilet, and that would be just fine with me. At the moment, he just takes his clothes off the moment he pees, but isn't really getting that if he'd tell me before hand we could make the whole process a little easier.

Big Cheese

Ezra picked out his new PJ's, and insists on wearing them from about 6:00pm on.

As I've mentioned before, he's a ham, and here he is proving it. He climbs into my shelves and pretends he's sleeping.

This is Wyatt's 'overwhelmed with joy' face. I can't hardly stand it it's so cute.

We've been playing outside a lot this last week, since it's been well into the 80's here. I was surprised at how much he actually enjoyed crawling in the grass. I didn't think that would be very pleasant. I was kind of hoping to keep him in one place!

Ezra has taken up (or down, however you look at it) crawling. Wyatt gets lots of praise for his attempts at actually crawling, and Ezra has decided to hone in on the attention.

Wyatt got his first tooth this week. I get points docked for this I think, because I didn't even know it until he bit my foot and it hurt more than usual. I get double points taken away, for not noticing the tooth, and letting him bite my feet. He's already putting that tooth to work, last night he ate BBQ chicken, corn and potatoes. Not blended up or anything. It makes Ben a little sad, but not so much that he wants more babies. I like it, because I'm only making one dinner!

He has also started pulling himself up on things, which is fine, except that Ezra likes to knock him down. Fortunately Wyatt is pretty tough, and it doesn't seem to bother him much.

This isn't a great picture, since I took it on my phone, but you get the idea that the little bugger is standing on his own right? He's become quite mobile and independent.

Look how much he's changed from the picture in the previous post!!!

Ezra likes that Wyatt can get into stuff now too. This means, that if he opens the dishwasher, and Wyatt crawls in, Wyatt should be in trouble. That seems to be the logic behind a lot of what Ezra's been doing lately.

Doesn't Time Just Fly?

I've been looking through some older pictures (mostly because I've not put new ones on the computer yet...) and came across this. I'm sure I posted this back when I took it, which was last July, but goodness. Look at him! He's changed so much!!!






So has Wyatt. This was the week that my mom came out right after I had him. Back when all he did was sleep..... Now he's eating real food and getting into stuff!

The Greatest Uncle In All the World. And Some Vomit.

I've been slacking and haven't posted since I've been back until now. It was an interesting and smelly trip back from Spokane. This adorible little boy here in these pictures (Ezra, not the other hottie) puked for about 600 miles of our 789 mile trip. The poor kid hates to be sticky and dirty, so on top of feeling yucky, he was covered in it. So, being the good mom that I am, I changed his clothes. On the side of the road in the rain. He wasn't a big fan of being cold and wet, but was even less a fan of wearing his breakfast.

These pictures are from the afternoon he and Wyatt spent with their Uncle Levi. They played outside and ate cookies until he was just worn out. They were WAY too cute not to take pictures.

I'm In Spokane for a visit, and typical me, am snooping in my mom's pictures.

This is Ezra barely over a year ago. He was hanging out on the treadmill with my mom, and being very cute doing it.

Packing 101

Packing Tip 37: Don't forget the kids.

Wyatt wakes up happy, and you can't wake up cranky if that little face is next to you.

Cleavage on my nine month old....

This was Wyatt and Ben's exciting Easter morning.

Super Sitter Guy

I'm just at a loss for words. He's so cute....... He's started to be able to sit up on his own for a while, and likes it.

The Hunt Is On

This was Ezra's first year as an active participant in Easter 'festivities'. We hid eggs in the house for him, because it was about 20 degrees this morning, with the threat of snow. He dropped the first egg he found, which popped open, revealing candy! Great incentive to keep looking!!! It was hard to keep him looking for the eggs, and not just sitting down to eat what was inside before continuing the hunt.

Hello. Hi.

Ben and I (yes, together, it was NOT entirely my fault this time) broke the garbage disposal. So Ezra helped him fix it. Alright, maybe it wasn't so much help as comic relief. Have you ever heard someone have a 20 minute conversation with a ratchet? It's amusing, trust me.

Sticky Buns

I made cinnamon rolls the other day, and Ezra seems to be a BIG fan.

Good Boy

So I still want a puppy, and since I can't have one here, I'm teaching Ezra tricks.

Shareful

The boys like to sit next to each other to eat. Ezra likes to feed Wyatt whatever he's got, and Wyatt takes what he can get. That means I've got to be a little more careful about what is on Ezra's plate, and how close they are to each other or else Wyatt winds up with things he shouldn't....

Raid At Wal*Mart

Apparently lots of snow and road closures equals no shipments to the Wal*Mart! The store here isn't known for being well stocked as it is, but today was an exception even for them. There were a few half gallons of Whole milk, some strawberry milk, and lots of soy 'milk'.

I was not the only person taking pictures of the refrigerator in the Wal*Mart. There were quite a few people standing around asking if it was a joke or something...

Lucky Kid....

This is Ezra being happy he isn't bald. I gave him a hair cut, and he's very lucky I didn't just shave his head.

Prelude To A Bath

So my pictures are all out of order, but this is what led up to three of us in the bath tub. Those are sweet potatoes he's using as a face mask if you couldn't tell.

Snow Snow Go Away....

We got more snow overnight. A bit more than the 6-8 inches they'd called for.

This is the patio just outside Wyatt's room. Just to the left of this picture was is drift about six feet tall. There were drifts up over the bed of Ben's work truck this morning when he left, which is a little funny if you get to watch him go out to start it before he leaves. It's funny because he just puts his flip-flops on and does a little dance through the snow. Maybe it's one of those things you've gotta see.....

I'd just like to say that before anyone makes assumptions, I was wearing my swim suit.

Wyatt had been eating sweet potatoes, and crackers, and obviously needed a bath.

As I've said before, Ezra likes to help!

Weather You Like It Or Not

So this is March, the end of March mind you, and it is snowing. A LOT. Two days ago it was 70 degrees, and we played in the park. Today, we woke up to 8+ inches of snow. Apparently it's supposed to keep doing this until Friday or Saturday.

This is a picture from my bedroom, just of the neighborhood. As you can see (or not see...) there is a lot of snow piling up.

Bathroom Break

A swear all I did was leave the room long enough to pee.