Let's try this again.

He likes the spoon more than the rice cereal!

We're due.

Well, after 2 years of fabulous sleep (and by fabulous, I mean completely uninterrupted nights once Carson and Brady began sleeping through the night at 8 weeks), the Ross house is now experiencing some "technical difficulties." For the last three nights, Carson has decided to get out of bed multiple times through out the night. Once he's up, he catapults his lovies out of his bed, jumps down, scoops them up, opens his door, walks to the bottom of the stairs and screams with lovies in hand, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" WTF?!

I think we're in for a treat, boys and girls! : )

The Tickle Monster Returns

Brady's now enjoying a little pre-bath tickle, just like Carson did.

I'm in love with...

a) my boys.
b) my new camera.
c) taking pictures of my boys with my new camera.
d) all of the above.

Finally

Brady has finally gotten used to tummy time. See for yourself!

This stuff sucks.

Sweet "B"

I call my boys "sweet pea" frequently. So much so, that Carson sometimes says, "Hey, Sweet Pea." directly to me when he wants something. (Smart kid.) Brady's catching on to Carson's manipulations...the little man smiles at me just about every time I look at him. He may not be able to talk his way out of things like his big brother does, but Brady is well on his way. He's my sweet little
B-man.

(more) Carson-speak

"Uh-oh, SpaghettiOs!"
"Holy Moly, Mom."
"What are you guys doin'? I'm doin' good."
"No way, Jose."
"I want Yucky Charms, Mom."
"Bye, Guys. Have fun today!"
"Mom, that's Chris Daughtry singin'."

Boys

I am surrounded by them, but wouldn't change it for the world. (And notice how each boy has his beverage of choice - beer, a bottle and milk!)

Just Mom

I'm just "mom" now. Excuse me, but how the hell did this happen? I picked Carson up from school last week and he said, "Hi, Mom." Throughout the week I heard:

"I need more milk peez, Mom."
"Good morning, Mom."
"Don't do dat, Mom."
"Wead this to me peez, Mom."
"Mom, hold me."

:(

Sugar Overload: Halloween 2010

Once again, we spent Halloween trick-or-treating with our friends, The Brummonds. Brady was quite the trooper. His cowardly lion costume ended up keeping him pretty warm. Our St. Bernard, on the other hand, didn't need extra layers -- he was a sweaty mess after running from house to house while shoveling handfuls of candy in to his mouth. It was a fun evening, though I'm not sure who was more tired at the end of the night, us or the kids. And please note the reason for my previous post -- crappy Halloween pictures of my rug rats! :(

Digital SLR Camera

I want one. Any suggestions?

Pumpkin Patch

We did take Brady with us to the pumpkin patch, I just didn't take him out of the Bjorn for a photo opp. Sorry, Kiddo!