Trying Times

Don't worry, nothing is seriously wrong with any of us. And times could be a lot more trying. We have just been doing a lot of complaining lately (mostly the BK and myself...okay, really just myself). It just seemed a fitting title for the pics I wanted to post. My dear Sis in Law agreed to take some pictures of the kids. I'm sure you know what then ensued, crying, whining, running through the mud, running outside naked, hair standing straight up. The usual, except heightened by the fact that we asked the kids to cooperate. Once we finally got them outside, I bribed the LG with promise of Legos if he would cooperate, and the TP was bribed with chocolate chips. I should have been more prepared. Needless to say, they are 3 children under 5 so getting a decent picture of all 3 wasn't really very likely to happen anyway.



Just a little update on each of the rugrats.

BIG H
Getting bigger everyday. Hard to believe this not so little guy is only 4 months. Man we love those cheekies. Both sets ; ) He's rolling all over the place, standing up for way too long, giggling, cooing and doing all sorts of other things that entertain us for hours. Then he sleeps (thankfully).



TP
This one will steal your heart and then steal the cookie off your plate. 2 is a magical age. She can talk (and does a lot), and everything that comes out of her mouth is still adorable. She's starting to lose some of her baby fat though and makes me think she will grow out of her 2ishness very soon. Very sad about that. She's very loving, cuddly, and can shriek like nobody's business. I would tell you some funny things she says except that it is more the way she says things than what she actually says.



LG
Much as this one tries our patience, I could write novels about the amusing things he says and does. While saying his prayers, I told him he should bless daddy (who was home while we visited Grandma) not to be lonely. His response? "Yeah, we need to find him a person". Hmmm, maybe not. Every morning he comes running (no exaggeration) upstairs and lands in a perfect superhero pose. Good morning to you too. He's funny and fiercely independent. Which is scary as a parent to this 4 year old. We just hope we all survive.



Otherwise, summer is flying by and I can't believe it is already August. Hopefully time to get back into a normal routine. Hopefully that will also include more blogging.