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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

In NO particular order!

My kids are so weird sometimes. The other day I couldn't get them to eat spaghetti. What kid doesn't like spaghetti? So, I thought it was about time we had a spaghetti slurping lesson. They both ate a whole bowl full. Avery definitely needed a bath afterwards, Ethan spotless, no surpise there, he has a "thing" about being clean. He eats with a napkin on his lap most of the time!



Ethan built a tower with Mega sized legos. He was so proud of it!



Avery's new nickname is "the pricess and the poop". The other day she was having a complete meltdown because she had a "poopy butt". Jesse being the great dad and husband that he is got straight to changing her only to discover the reason for the meltdown was because of a "pea-sized" poop.

After being cooped up in the house for like a week straight during the Ice Storm (for emphasis). They were finally let loose when the sun came back out. They had a blast stomping on the crunchy snow. (notice Avery's giraffe rain boots, she will seldom be seen without them. They are actually Ethan's).


The whole ensemble!

Lots of time indoors meant lots of time watching movies. I am so glad that Ethan has become such a great big brother. (Don't worry Jessica, Chase will love his baby sibling. Maybe not right away, but eventually. It took Ethan about a year!!!) This is Ethan holding "sister" on his lap to watch a movie. He did initiate it, and she is surprisingly not fighting it.




We also played dress up a lot. On this particular day, Avery didn't want to be a "princess". She chose to be a giraffe-rainboot wearing police girl! She is sooooooooo adorable!



And here we are making valentine cards for our friends! We had a lot of fun, and I am still finding glitter!













































































1 comment:

White Family said...

I love Avery's snow boots! I love snow boots period, I just wish we had snow to use them in that wasn't a 2 hour minimum drive away. Oh and thanks for the words of comfort, it's good to know that I only have a year of torture to go through before our boys will play nice!