California Dreaming?

It was a gorgeous evening, which was a nice change after the last couple of rainy ones. Yesterday the little guy asked if it was going to rain. When I said yes, he started to cry and said he wanted to live in California where it doesn't rain. Here's my question: How did California get its propaganda to him at such a tender age? Yikes! We took a short walk/bike ride this evening, and he is cruising on his balance bike now.

The baby and I got to snuggle a bit while she had a bottle tonight. She's teething, so she's a bit grumpy. Look at that face!

Bathtime!

The baby got a bath tonight, and she's big enough now to like sitting up in the tub.

This probably isn't the appropriate post to mention this, but the baby looks SO much like my mom sometimes that it's kind of freaky.

 Anyway, here are the boys! (Speaking of look-a-likes...)

Big Brother

We went to a local children's museum today. It was really fun! One of the other parents asked the older one if he liked his little sister. He said "Well, all my baby sister does is poop in her diapers. She just poops in her cloth diapers." What a smug little realist! 

What?

And here's a cute photo from this weekend of everyone-but-me asleep on the couch:

Familiar Faces and Places

I took this picture of Number Two today...

and it looked familiar. I went through our old photos and found this picture of Number One dated from when he was almost two weeks old. I'm already in a rut.

A Tale of Two Playtimes

Here's what playtime with Mommy looks like at our house:

He made a track for his trains and showed me how far the trains could go on it.

Here's what playtime with Daddy looks like at our house:

He was screaming with laughter and almost fell off the couch headfirst.

I'm glad he has both of us.

Thanks, UPS!

We were fortunate enough to see the UPS truck make a delivery last night. The big truck even went right by our house while we were outside. Not only did the delivery woman wave AND honk the horn for the little guy, she actually stopped and opened her door to talk to him! It was so sweet!

In other news, the little guy spoke some very profound words tonight when he finished playing with his daddy's tie bar. He gave it back and said "Here you go. It's broken, because I fixed it."

Anyway, here he is wearing a sweatshirt he put on himself. He couldn't figure out how to zip it, so I turned it around for him.

Also, happy birthday Eric!

The Table Is Pink

We almost finished our dining room table this weekend... It needs a couple more coats of paint, but it is done enough to use. I told the little booger we had a new table when he woke up from his nap on Saturday. He came downstairs and said "It's pink!"

It sure is. (I love it!)

Bedtime Blues...

The little guy is starting to get up and run around upstairs after bedtime. It's frustrating and hilarious at the same time. He's a total ham, so he'll parade back to bed with a humongous grin on his face and flapping his arms like a chicken (don't ask-- because I don't know). I don't have any pictures of that, though, so here's one of the little dude and me goofing around tonight.

Favorite Places

Sadie has found her new perch in our house. If she sits on the bottom stairs, she can keep an eye on the road without getting scolded for being on the furniture.

The little stinker has found his new favorite spot, too. His toy bin!

Aren't his Elmo pjs the greatest? (Thanks, Aunt H.)

10,000 page views! Wow!

On Saturday our blog had the 10,000th page view in its history and I want to say "Thanks!" to everyone who keeps up with the little booger and his folks through this blog. Most, if not all, of you are friends and family and we are so glad you are part of our lives. We are truly blessed!

I hope that you will continue to enjoy reading about "Chicken Bone's" crazy life. He sure keeps his mom and me cracked up.

For all you stat fans out there here is a list of the top 5 most viewed posts in the history of "Our Little Booger".

1) Sunday with a 9 month old - 42

2) Best Idea Ever / Worst Execution Possible - 32

3) What a mean dad! - 28 (a personal favorite of mine, hehe)

4) Ten Scars Make a Man? - 27

5) Books! - 26

On a purely statistical note: I have, from here on out, skewed the data in theses posts' favor.

Mountain Baby!

It's a known fact that a Floridian can freeze to death at room temperature. Given that, there's one big problem with raising the little booger where it still snows in late March. He is happy to play outside when it's only 44 stinking degrees. 

He's no Florida baby. Brrrrr!

Just hanging out...

The little dude gave me pinkeye, so I was a tad irritable yesterday... hence no posting. My eyes feel a lot better today, though, and the little dude was in a fantastic mood tonight. He's turned into a big imitator. Here he is sitting on the stairs with me:

And here he is reading with his dad before bed:

Who is this E. Andes?

I don't know who this E. Andes is, but I think he/she has a cute kid!