Big Enough to Ride

Last Sunday Austin was invited to a birthday party at a hotel oasis, and I took Ethan to partake in the swim part (okay'd by the birthday boy's mom). After Ethan saw the kids go down the waterslide he was begging....he isn't 48" tall, like the sign said he needed to be, that I know. I took his hand anyway, and we marched up the red stairs, and met the attendant before the last flight to the top. I asked Is he too little to go down the slide? He's my child that has fear of nothing. Can he go down? She sat, looking down, and was silent. Do you know if he's 48 inches tall? I knew he wasn't....I have no idea...he has no fear... I assured her...He's my little kamakazie...so she said sure, let him try and we'll see how it goes. Well....that was the beginning of him on an endless circle of stairs and waterslide. He had so much fun, he didn't want to get off!

When does it stop?

As the momma of two boys...one two and the other 5....when does it stop? The hitting, the pinching, the times where the oldest thinks "you're playing nice and I'm going to walk by you and take something or push you", the times where the youngest just wants to be close to his older brother so he lays right on top of him? I see magical times where they get along so well...I think 'this is it. Here we go...the start to being friends.' Then it starts all over again. I know it's in them, I've witnessed it. I just want more of it!

Here we are...tonight. They were goofing off on the couch...and I had Ethan say sorry to Austin.



Then Ethan pretended to be asleep.
Stinker!

O Christmas Tree | 2010

The snow.

The walking.

The cold.

The searching.

The comparing.

The measuring.

The decision.

The cut.

The dragging.

The ride.

The resting.

The snipping.

The lights.

The decorating.

The watering.

Hitchin' a Ride

Today Ethan discovered the ride-on toys. He's been pushing a plastic chair and the walk-behind toys around (will he be walking by Christmas?) for a while now, but today Austin busted out the "Big Digger" ride-on toy he got a few years ago. Okay, two years ago. He isn't that old. Anyway, now Ethan is in looove with the digger. Either Austin is riding on it and Ethan pushes him from behind, or they both ride on it together. Or...if he is lucky, he can climb right on it by himself and he rocks back and forth to get it to go. Then mama comes running over and gives him a ride while he hangs on to the steering wheel tightly. My baby's growing up! ♥

Brotherly Love...

A photo I took of the boys yesterday.  Love it!