Ever Adorable

Eating puff-puffs or plotting?

Teeth...teeth. Finally two teeth!

Mouth-fart noises

Cousin and All-Around-Great-Kid Donovan babysitting Ever for the afternoon...he even had the pleasure of a poopy diaper!

Something Smells Fishy

Meet Hershel. He is our newest pet.
Hershel enjoys long swims around his only friend, Shark and extended naps alongside the tank- engulfing plant, Plant.
Hershel is needy. He needs to be fed, not once a day like the dogs, but twice a day... 4 microscopic little balls of food that require special magnifying glasses to see.
He needs to have his light on- but not all day, just part of the day else he won't know when to sleep and sleep is, apparently, very important for fish like Hershel.
Hershel's water has to be changed once a week even though he has a filter and pretty red rocks and bubbles to play in.
And we do all this for a two-year-old that would probably not notice if we taped a paper look-a-like to the inside of the tank. Hmmm...

Leah Tortilla and the Gang

Toe Tapper

Sweet Little Leah playing so nice

Chubby Love

A Leah-in-the-Box

Most weeks we have the pleasure of watching a little Leah Tortilla for a little while. She's a sweet, little joy- quiet and happy and unlike her chubby love interest, does not require playroom entrapment.
This week Leah was experimenting with her climbing ability. She's like a little goat, clambering atop the tallest structure be it chair, couch, or in this case, playroom freezer... or maybe she was just trying to find some peace and quiet?
We love you little Tortilla.

The Woog Turns Two

Woog's real birthday was celebrated during the week at Gagaw's...he loved his dino cupcakes and sketti dinner.

CiCi and I worked like slaves to make the Boot Train. I never did find out if the kids knew it was a train and not funny looking footwear.

In case the Boot Train failed...

Another weird-looking train-like creation... I call this the galatic rocket train.

We can't belive two years have already zoomed by. We're excited to watch him learn and grow, but not too fast.

Happy Birthday Son. We love you more than cake, especially Boot Train cake. :)

Pee Pee on the Potty

He says "Pssst, Pssst" when he needs to go and sometimes when he doesn't. If he has access to the Big Potty, he'll toddle his jiggly butt to the bathroom, lift the seat and flush- once in a while, he'll jam his foot inside the bowl to feel the water swirl around. Gross.

More and more he is opting not to wear his diaper. More and more I am chasing him around the house threatening to duct tape it to him. Here's why:

I was running passed the playroom with a poopy, squawking Ever in my arms when I noticed his diaper was off and he had his belly/front inside the open cabinet under his little kitchen sink. No surprise there. But what caught my attention was his pssst, pssst noise. Huh, I thought. He only does that when he is peeing... surely he wouldn't be peeing inside his kitchen, would he?

He would.

While scrubbing out the shelf, bowls and various toy kitchen accoutrement, a thought popped into my head... probably, in a time before I had stretch marks, I never, ever would have thought this would be something I'd be doing. I'm sure it'll get weirder, until then...

Quality Time...at the Zoo

More fun than 18 gorillas in a grape-stomping contest

Chu Chu Chu Chubby

Peak-a-boo

Her tongue is like her "Do" gauge...the more she does, the further it pokes out

Happy in her brother's mess (mesh)

Awww...she looks so sweet and quiet, but mostly quiet

Schweet Cheeks

Our sweet baby girl is A-Mazing. She claps, she blows kisses, she is taking steps, talking, waving bye-bye... I caught her pushing her brother's bus-bus up to the gate, climbing on top of it and peering over the gate to yell at me in the kitchen. She's only 9 months old, man... I was thinking of getting her some really tall shoes so she can help put away the dishes.

More Family, More Love

A Quelf snorkle mask...she wore it awesomely

Oldest and youngest of the family...LOVE

I love these people...and we love when they visit.

We LOVE you Aunties Cindy and Beth, Grandpa and Lynnma. Come see us again soon!

Grandma CiCi Comes to Visit

CiCi lives far, far away in California, but for 3 weeks she stayed with us soaking up chubby baby love and the demanding pet-me needs of 3 attention-seeking dog-faces.

We miss her and hopes she comes back...maybe forever. (hint, wink, elbow jab)

Hair Flare

Her hair matches the look on her face... we'll worry when she asks for a tattoo for her 5th birthday- Breakin' the law, breaking the law...

Look...he's 17" taller

Flock of Seagulls-esque. Ca-Caw, Ca-Caw

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It's like he sleeps on his head or with baboons

Our kids have the strangest hair. Half curly, half something else; there is no controlling it. In the meantime, we'll continue to capture the 80's with hair.

Holy Time Lapse Batman

We wanted to show Kovi the snow... he took one slippery step and face-planted so hard his pacifier stuck in the icy snow. He was PISSED and we wanted to share the moment.

The backyard after a snowy night...it was gone by the afternoon. ;(

I know, I know... you don't have to say it, I can see it in your eyes. "Where have you been?" you question with more sharpness than you mean. And I interpret, "Oh sweet girl, we know how busy you must be with two mobile, sassy babies, birthdays every other week and illness on a rampage. We don't mean to be bothersome with our continued requests of beloved baby pics, but...seriously Lady.... Where. The. Hell. Are. The. Pictures."

It's gotten so bad that one grandma actually flew out here to retrieve...and love on us...and do my dishes.

I have a sort of excuse, if you're interested. I got a new, very spiffy, very complicated camera for Christmas. I've taken tons of pictures with it, but now I have to resize Every Stinkin One to post. Bleh. I hate steps. On a semi-related note, I hate shoes too.

I hope the following will assuage any ill-harbored plots to steal my hardrive in an attempt to post yourself.

Enjoy.