Please Don't Grow Up So Fast!

Vivi has been so funny lately. All this last week she has been obsessed with her tummy. After everything she eats, she'll lift up her shirt and say, "Mom, does it look like my tummy is getting fatter?" Of course being the string bean that she is, I always say "Nope, you're still skinny minny!" Well, she wasn't ever very happy with my answer. So after a couple days of this I asked why she wanted her tummy to be bigger. Her reply was "Because then I can be big like a mom and a dad silly!" WHAT?! (I keep telling her to please just be happy and have fun being a kid.) I told her that if her tummy just kept getting bigger and bigger now, it wouldn't make her big like a mom and dad, she would just be a chubby little girl. She did not like what I had to say. She doesn't ask me anymore if her tummy looks bigger. She just lifts up her shirt after every meal and says, "Yep, it's getting bigger!"

Best Friends

This is Vivi's best bud, Tyler. They just love each other. They have the best time when they are together. It doesn't seem to matter what they do or play, they just always get along so well and enjoy being around each other. Tyler has even played dress up with Viv when he's been over for play dates in the past. (I won't show those pictures though... Lamar probably wouldn't be too happy with me.;)

When a Two Year Old Takes Out the Trash

So, I was in my sewing room the other day just working away while Preston was happily playing in the toy room... or so I thought. All of a sudden I hear the door to the garage slam closed. I run upstairs to find this. So I go to look for Preston in the garage, and I find this...

He totally took out the trash! I think he did a pretty good job for being only two!

Day at the Zoo

We had a fun trip to the zoo a couple of weeks ago. The kids had no school and the weather was gorgeous, so we thought we would take advantage. A great time was had by all.

Preston especially loved picking the gorilla statue's nose. (What is it with boys?)

Love the gorgeous Colorado weather!

I Give Up

I am at a complete loss. I am convinced that child-proofing doesn't work with Preston. Everything we try, he figures it out. It's like he's an evil genius or something. I have decided that I am just going to have to buy one humongous safe, and put anything dangerous or lethal in it (which might as well be half our house as far as Preston is concerned). Until recently, the only safe place (or mom's only have a break place) was his crib. No longer. He has figured out how to lower the side of his crib, and can now climb out. I spent 1 1/2 hours yesterday putting him back in his crib and raising the side of it back up. He did finally fall asleep after much weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth (mostly on my part). One of the best things about Preston, life is always exciting with him around.