Typical Male Behavior

Napping on the couch must be an innate male trait learned at a very young age.

Teflon Butt

The two-word phrase my mom used to describe Mason's tush, as in: You do such a good job of greasing up Mason's bottom [with diaper rash cream] that everything just slides right off his butt. The poop doesn't even stick.

I wonder if we are ever out of cream and are having a diaper rash emergency I could grab the non-stick spray out of the pantry?!

My Sweet Mason

Mason, you are one cute kiddo when you smile. It's just hard to see your smile through all of your tears and screaming. Would you do us all a favor and quit with the attitude? As it stands, you are doing an excellent job of ensuring that you will NEVER EVER be a middle child...

Facebook Loser

While standing in line at Babies R Us yesterday, I realized I knew the person standing next to me. Actually, we had never met, but I know him through Facebook. He's a boyfriend of a friend that I was never really friends with until we became Facebook friends, and I have spent (more like wasted) time looking at their posted photos. I know a lot about him: his hobbies, his career, and the songs he sings to his daughter at bedtime. A little creepy, but don't judge. You know you creep on Facebook, too!

The dynamic duo

Introducing the monkey and the banana. I'll pat myself on the back for coming up with this pair on my own. Super cute and lots of compliments. And, yes, that is a banana in Jacob's pocket...

Trick or Treat

Just as the "suck, swallow, breathe" reflex is automatic in babies, so too is the "hold out pumpkin, collect candy" reflex. Jacob only needed one quick run through of the routine before he had it down pat. And even today, he repeated his "trick treat" script as he walked up to our own front door after getting the mail with Caleb. Too funny.

What's funnier is that he LOVED his monkey suit. Alot. So much, in fact, that he refused to take it off the other day, which meant running errands in his costume. And I can't think of anything cuter than a pint-sized monkey weaving through the aisles of Target chanting "ooh, ooh, aah, ahh." Freaking adorable. We may just have to bust out the costume at a later date for a re-enactment. He's young enough to get away with wearing a Halloween costume in February, right?!

Happy Halloween (1 day late)

A quick taste of our holiday. More to follow...