Me & the Boys

We don't have a lot of pictures of me with the boys since I'm usually the one behind the camera. But yesterday I asked Dan to snap one of us! Jacob decided to strike his normal pose, fingers in the mouth. And I love this cow shirt on Micah. He told us that he had to drink all his milk at dinner or the cow in his tummy would be upset. I told him, "Micah you have a cow on your tummy, not in your tummy."  He insisted, "But we have one in our tummy too, mom." I wasn't going to argue :-) Jacob has figured out how to open his bedroom door all by himself. The latch doesn't work so he's figured out how to use his hand to pull the door open enough to squeeze around it and then close it behind him. That little stinker is getting too smart for his own good! Now we just need to make sure he can't get out of the crib. Also, we are putting the bottles away and bringing put just the cup now. What happened to my tiny baby? (Ok, so he was never that tiny...) Micah is loving swimming lessons and finally agreed to put his face in the water and jump into the pool yesterday. He is learning freestyle and backstroke and mainly just how to enjoy the water. Kudos to Dan for spending the afternoon organizing the toys yesterday and getting rid of the ones that were broken, etc. It was such a mess in the bins that we didn't know whose toys were whose. And we found some that they hadn't played with in awhile. It was just one of those tasks that was desperately needed but we never really have time to tackle. This weekend there's a classic car show in town and a BBQ so we are planning to head over to that for awhile. We got a little rain a couple days ago which cooled things off a bit so hopefully that will continue into the weekend. A funny story: last week, my just-retired boss took all of us from work and our spouses out to dinner as a thank-you. We got a new babysitter that was recommended by some friends and is a recent OBU grad to come over and watch the boys. Everything went fine and both boys were in bed when we got home. As we were saying goodbye to the sitter, she said that although she told Micah her name, he called her babysitter at first and after awhile asked if he could call her Miss Abby. She said that was fine, and so they got along like that for the rest of the night. Abby was the babysitter we had been using regularly since Micah was 2 and she just graduated this year so she won't be coming back. I think Micah still misses her. I told the new babysitter that him wanting to call her Abby was a good thing, he must have really liked her to want to call her by his favorite's name!