I successfully grab Tate before he reaches his goal, but after fifteen attempts he finally sneeks in there and gives Bentli a playful slap to the face. Bentli is so excited to see her brother that all she does is roll over and give him a huge smile before she informs me that she is done with her nap. Today they were being so sweet, I had to get a picture, lucky for me Bentli has no problem posing for a photo!
Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body. Elizabeth Stone
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wake up Bentli!
I successfully grab Tate before he reaches his goal, but after fifteen attempts he finally sneeks in there and gives Bentli a playful slap to the face. Bentli is so excited to see her brother that all she does is roll over and give him a huge smile before she informs me that she is done with her nap. Today they were being so sweet, I had to get a picture, lucky for me Bentli has no problem posing for a photo!
Friday, September 19, 2008
New Tooth
Little Tate cut his first tooth! It finally broke through yesterday and I will be so relieved when this second one finally makes it through too. Like any other mom out there, I hate teething. Tate has been doing pretty good, the worst is of course at night and even then he doesn't cry too long. He is just a smiley baby, and now he's getting a toothy smile!
"funny" story
Well, I was informed by my sister that it has been awhile since I blogged; I haven't really had any blog worthy news really. Melody thinks the kids are full of funny stories everyday, however her idea of a funny story is one where my sassy two-year-old has me pulling out my hair. If you go by her definition of "funny" then I guess we are full of "funny" stories. So here is one for you Melody.
The other day Bentli was watching cartoons on my bed while I was making dinner. When I informed her that dinner was ready and she needed to come and eat with us she gave me the usual protests. I let her know that she should come or have to sit in time out for not obeying me. I got the following response:
"MOM, I am going to SHUT the door. I will LOCK the door and you will NEVER, NEVER come in!"
How do you respond to that? I just had to hold back the laughter and tell Jared to go get her. Well, I hope you enjoyed that Melody, just you wait until you have kids!
The other day Bentli was watching cartoons on my bed while I was making dinner. When I informed her that dinner was ready and she needed to come and eat with us she gave me the usual protests. I let her know that she should come or have to sit in time out for not obeying me. I got the following response:
"MOM, I am going to SHUT the door. I will LOCK the door and you will NEVER, NEVER come in!"
How do you respond to that? I just had to hold back the laughter and tell Jared to go get her. Well, I hope you enjoyed that Melody, just you wait until you have kids!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Target
Bentli and I needed to get out of the house today, so we decided to go look around at Target. We picked her out a cute little outfit (we love Target's kid clothes). Then we went to go check out the baby boys clearance rack. As I was shuffling through the clothes, trying to find the right sizes for Tate, I noticed Bentli taking off her skirt.
"What are you doing Bentli?" I exclaimed as she was standing there in her underwear.
"Mom, I need to put on my new outfit!"
She began to scream hysterically while I tried to explain that we need to buy the clothes first and she can wear them when we get home. The cries continued and she refused to let me put her old, and apparently out-dated skirt back on. It wasn't until I threatened to put the new clothes back and leave them at the store that she finally stopped crying, fought back the tears and put her old skirt back on.
Oh, the trauma that we horrible mothers put our two year old drama queens through.
"What are you doing Bentli?" I exclaimed as she was standing there in her underwear.
"Mom, I need to put on my new outfit!"
She began to scream hysterically while I tried to explain that we need to buy the clothes first and she can wear them when we get home. The cries continued and she refused to let me put her old, and apparently out-dated skirt back on. It wasn't until I threatened to put the new clothes back and leave them at the store that she finally stopped crying, fought back the tears and put her old skirt back on.
Oh, the trauma that we horrible mothers put our two year old drama queens through.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Green beans
The most amazing thing about this photo is that it was taken by a two year old. Bentli saw me with the camera and begged to let her have a turn taking pics of her brother. I decided to let her give it a shot and expected about 32 pics of the wall and floor. To my amazement, she had some great shots of her brother and was able get better pics than I was. I guess we have a photographer-in-training on our hands.
Labor Day
Bentli loves the water, as long as she is clinging to your neck. As the day went on she warmed up to it and became more and more brave. She wasn't very happy with me when I made her ride on the tube with me, but by the end of the ride she was loving it! She decided that this was indeed fun like I had been promising her and was confident enough to wave to Daddy as we drove by. After her turn was over she ran up to her dad and exclaimed, "Dad! I went on the tube, it was fun! I'm brave!"
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