Abner, Polar Bear, Picasso & the park

Picasso.

We all know i have a creative little 3 year old. Until now he has never explored the joy of writing all over the walls. He kept true to the old idea that crayons belong on paper. I gues he was bored. I guess the bathroom crayons on teh white tile just didn't do it for him. I guess it was just fun. Finding things like these are so frustrating but when you hear the explanation behind it it kinda makes me laugh. It is more of a justification really, to aviod the punishment of doing something he knows he shouldn't. He told me he just had to paint the walls his favorite color, blue like his room.

What can I say to that?

I still haven't cleaned it up. Not sure what to use....

Out of magic earsers and trying to avoid a trip to target


So for now we have blue scribble on the wall in Carter's favorite color blue!

Oh how the babies love to eat! Heidi sticks her mouth out once you have food on the spoon and holds her arms to the side- she looks like a little bird!

Garrett just loves to try to put his own spoon in his mouth, he tries to feed himself! He still loves the bottle more but will wait patiently to eat since Heidi screams once she has swallowed her spoonful for antoher bite!

Doesn't she look like we are starving her, she is so skinny!

Polar Bear and Abner

Carter has these stuffed animals that have become his babies.

He takes care of them, talks to them like I talk to the twins. He tells me when they feel scared, sad or mad. I wonder if they are really Carter's emotions?

Oh that little Carter has a wild imagination. He always wants to bring me his babies to take care- tells me to listen with my "seth-a-scope", and give them a shot to feel better. When he or his babies get really upset he says he needs to go to the hospital in an ambulance. SOOOO dramatic (and entertaining)!

Monday January 17, 2011

We took all three kids to the park today, it was the first time we took the babies! They loved the swings, they would just squel with delight each time it went forwards and backwards!

I remember being little and swinging in swings. It always felt like you were flying!

I just noticed that my babies eyes have stayed that beautiful blue, just like their Daddy's eyes!