just enough to wet your whistle

some sundays i have to get to church a little early for sunday school. connor likes walking to church with daddy on those days, since they don't have to be there as early as i do. last sunday was one such sunday. as they got ready to go, connor must have snagged an old phone... we have a few old cells that have turned into toys for the kiddos.... and as they got to church nathan told him it HAD TO stay in his pocket. after church, nathan asked him if he remembered what they had talked about and if he had obeyed. connor's eyes suddenly became two ton weights and his chin dropped to his chest. "well..... it was in my pocket, but i had to text someone during song time. but then the teacher told me to put it away."

he's slowly starting to remind me more and more of calvin. all he needs is his hobbes. i'm sure meg would love to fill that spot. she is walking everywhere now. last week she was boldly taking steps out into nothingness.....she'd be holding onto a box/couch/chair/anything and then take a few brave steps. then she'd drop down and scoot to wherever she wanted to go. within the past week, she's nixed the scooting entirely. she's a walkin' fool. and pretty stinkin brave about it all. when she falls on her butt, she doesn't get mad or cry.... she laughs. she crinkles up her nose and fake laughs her biggest fake laugh. this is by far my favorite stage of kiddiness. 12-24 mos. they are so stinkin' cute. they learn how to walk, talk, feed themselves, go to the bathroom.... if you're lucky (me, not so much). anyway.... CAH-UTE.

so, then today we hit up the school supply section at tar-jay. connor and i decided that we would get some fresh pointy new crayons for coloring, and we would melt down his old broken crayons to make some cool rainbow style funky crayons. he was pumped. i could tell he was excited b/c right when we unpacked the bags he asked if he could color. normally, i use coloring as a means to my own sanity. "connor, don't you want to color for a while?"---- *read: connor, don't you want to sit still for five stinkin' minutes so mommy doesn't have to bash her head against this wall????*---- he pulled out a crispy fresh pointy white crayon and plopped down with his george coloring book. he started coloring away, and then he stopped. with his little brow furrowed, he looked up at me--dejected--- "hey! these things don't work!" i loved it. it was so hilarious, and secretly i was hoping that he would ask to go immediately back to target straight to the customer service counter and demand a refund.

but he is still sweet and untainted by "the customer's always right-eeitis".

mom, there's somethin' in my eye.....

what a messy girl.

hey, at least she eats, right?

and let me tell ya.... this girl EATS!

these are old, but so fun. look at that crinkled up nose. and connor with his tootsie roll in his mouth. he loves those things.

ADORES her big brother. and i love it. i always wanted a big brother. now, if i could just convince him that he's supposed to protect her and not shove her away from his toys. hmmm.....

the real us. :)