Nana and Gramps

 My parents came for a visit this past weekend. Almost every single second of their stay was spent either consuming or burning calories in mass amounts.

Consumption: Goode Co. BBQ

 More consumption: Crave Cupcakes

 We did have the sense to cleanse a bit with green monster smoothies for breakfast a couple of times.

 Burning: wrestling

Scolding Gramps for being too rough. (there was also a time when Gramps was sent, by Ethan, to time out for being rough. Never mind that Gramps probably went home covered head to toe in bruises from the jumping and smacking that was done in his direction)

 And still more burning: Ethan was riding his bike, we were standing on the sun in the Texas heat.

 And one more: soccer game.

 More wrestling.

Not pictured:

Donuts

SmashBurger (and shakes)

Mission Burrito

Jimmy John's (twice)

And some more wrestling

I come from a family who knows how to party. 

Thanks for a great visit, mom and dad! Can't wait to see you again!

Fizzy Fridays

Fridays at our house mean pizza for dinner and "fizzy" soda to drink.

 As it turns out, grape soda has healing powers. A mere 5 seconds ago, she was crying over a burnt tongue. Soda in hand, she is set and ready to go.

 You may recall fizzy Fridays go for this guy, too. Well, after a full cup of milk, he gets about a half of an ounce. What can I say? We live on the edge sometimes.

And this girl wanted me to take a picture of her taking a bite. 

Maybe I should bust out the camera every night.

P.S. If anyone has any pizza recipes, toppings or dough, I'm always looking for something new.

Happy birthday Matt

Yesterday was my brother, Matt's, birthday. He's the one on a mission, so we were making some cards for him. While I was writing a letter, I asked the twins to draw pictures. A little while later, they showed me their finished projects, and I have to say, I'm a bit proud. 

Kate made a "book"/ small paper folded in half. The front had her name and this was the inside. The left is a picture of her as a ballerina and the right says, "Kate luf abe". I asked her what it says and she said ,"Kate love ballet." I'm guessing she meant to write bae, like ba-e. Mabe sometimes you don't need the ls? And the t is silent, so who needs it anyway? Well done, Kate.

Ethan of course drew a picture of his favorite thing, and wrote "man noty," and if you  know Ethan at all you can guess what it means- "naughty man*." Cause he's under the impression that when you run out of room in one line, you can just write the next line wherever you want, like, say, above it, for example.

*The day Ethan stops saying "naughty man" will be a very sad day in my book.

Drew- 15 months

I know all moms say this, but it's true when I say it- he's the cutest 1-year old alive.

He can sign milk, more, and please and when he gets really hungry, he feverishly sings all three, while saying, "mi mi mi" (milk) or "pea pea" (please) until he gets something.

He says, "wa-zis?" (what's this) at least 600 times per day.

 

He loves doing the animal sounds. 

And being outside.

He's added a few new moves to his dancing repertoire. It used to be just the head nod, but now he throws in a little head shaking, spinning, bouncing, and stomping. And if you're wondering, no, he does not discriminate when it comes to music. He was rockin' out to I Stand All Amazed yesterday in church.

When he falls or gets hit, his first response is, "OH!" and rarely cries about it.

 It took a few tries to get it right but I think we've finally got it down- and he loves swimming.

Not a fan of fruit.

Apples and bananas are the few exceptions.

He has to eat things the way we are eating them. If it's a sandwich, it cannot be broken into pieces. If we're using a spoon, he has to use one too. And he knows if we're not drinking milk, so Fizzy Fridays go for him, too.
If he's eating something he likes, he nods his approval, for each and every bite.

He's a cleaning fool.

 He still takes a binkie to bed (shame on me, I know), but when I go to get him, I tell him to take it out and he throws it to the side with authority (think Albert with his inhaler in Hitch).
He does NOT like to have a messy diaper and he tells me when he's gone #2.

D-A-D

Happy belated Father's Day to all the great dads in our lives! We love you!

1st game

Indoor soccer.

The good--it's indoors.

The bad--horrible photos.

I signed them up for this indoor soccer league kind of on a whim. There was a flyer in their end of the year pre-school packet and we went for it. It's REALLY low key (they don't even keep score), but the focus is FUN and they sure have a lot of it. 

Honestly, they should sell tickets to 4-year-old soccer games. They'd make a killing.

NO HANDS!!!

 Team line-up

(yes, I know Ethan needs new shoes. His Vans had to step it up for game 1))

 I overheard part of this conversation. Something about the coach (who I refer to as the soccer kid whisperer. Seriously, he got the fallen Kate to stop crying after like 3 seconds and another girl got drilled in the face with the ball and she didn't even shed one tear. He's amazing) asking them if they were siblings. He asked them who was older and Kate laughed, "We're twins!"

I later asked what he said to them and he told them that he has twins and one is 2 minutes older. Didn't mean anything to them.

 They mostly just think it's fun to run in a pack.

Or just run.

1 game down, 5 to go

Definition, please?

Ethan and Kate were arguing.

Ethan: Kate, stop it.  I'm serious. And serious means I'm mad.

Kate: No, vexed means you're mad.

Ten points to anyone who can correctly identify where she learned the word vexed.