My boys can be such big helpers sometimes. Now that they are getting bigger I've been trying to find ways to give them more responsibilities. So now I have one of them put the cart away when we're grocery shopping although not when it's super crazy, like Costco on Saturday because that is just insane. I can barely handle maneuvering between the cars.
Exercising. I've been loving my zumba classes and boot camp classes. I'm still too nervous to hit the weight lifting machines. One day.
Elmo in Grouchland. He looked so sweet with his little feet in the air.
Jason set up the crib and put the lovesac in the living room. The boys decided they all wanted in. Now it's since been adjusted and is a toddler bed that the stuffed animals and sometimes Max, sleep in.
Max has got my camera figured out even though it has a password on it. I asked him to bring it to me from my room and when I was looking through it found these. He still swore up and down he didn't take any pictures. Someone's pants are on fire.
We had to pick up Max from the bus stop and running errands Davis fell asleep in the car so miracles of miracles he stayed asleep in my arms for a good long time. Then decided to bust out some tunes.
More Max pictures.
So funny. Max was crawling around with this box on his back like a turtle and then went still. Taking an opportunity Davis decided to get on top. He was only up there for a little bit before I got him down and Max only screamed a little bit. :)
Volunteering at Max's school! It went well, made copies, helped kids. Max was very excited about the whole thing. I always wanted to be one of those volunteering moms. When I was a kid my mom could never volunteer because she worked a ton and I was secretly jealous of some of those kids who had their moms come in to volunteer or bring in treats on their birthday. Now, as an adult I know that was silly to be jealous, my mom worked her butt off so we could all have a home, food and all that other stuff. She rocks. Still, I wanted to do it if I could. And I can, so I do!
Playing at Miss Lola's house.
We were snuggling and he fell asleep. I am going to miss these bottle, bed and blanket times with this guy.
And we thought it was high time we introduced Davis to the button box. Of course he fell in love. Later we had Lola and Elsie over and they had a blast playing with them. Heck, I love playing with them and the older boys still love it.
Tough boys. I remember a time when I would say no weapons or fighting in the house but let it go to some extent and now roll with it unless it gets too crazy or loud. I am pretty sure it is just wired in boys to do that sort of thing. Boys/men are hunters and fighters and have been for thousands and thousands of years and it has really only been in the last hundred and fifty years, which is a relatively small time frame, that they have not needed to use those hunting and fighting instincts but it's still in there. I like to think I would have some great hunters and protectors if I ever needed it. You know. For the Zombie Apocalypse.
Time for books, lunchable and some more buttons. This is a busy man.
My dad took the boys off for the night and they went off to his house as well as OMSI. Also they got ice cream. Spoiled boys. Max's flavor? Chocolate. Plain old chocolate.
Jason and I went on a date night. Afterwards we went to Fred Meyers to pick up a couple things and Jason couldn't help doing this.
And then he gave me a pedicure. Pedicures by Jason are the best.
It's Sunday baby! Davis has been working on figuring out how to get down the front steps all by himself. Also ONE MONTH till nursery! I have been sneaking him in the last hour though. There are only a couple of other kids and the teachers don't mind. I just sit there and he plays. Fingers crossed it will be an easy transition.
Davis somehow got the whole bunch of bananas off the counter and decided to get started on his own. For some reason he thinks you eat the peel. I've tried convincing him numerous times but he insists.
We went for a little walk and played out back because the weather has been amazing. Looking forward to summer!
He could sit on this swing for hours. Ok. His max was just over an hour but still.
Hates to get off. HATES it. And going inside.
Max had been brushing his teeth after taking a bath so you could really see his curls. He gets that from grandpa we think.
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