Man I cant believe how fast this kid raising thing goes! The boys are going to be 2 this next weekend and it seems like yesterday I was pregnant!! Crazy...Well, aside from growing up at the speed of light, the boys are actually getting cuter everyday. They are so funny, each in their own way, and most of the time I have a hard time not laughing at the things they do. They are both really in to music and dancing right now, and will play a little song on one of their toys (seems like every one has a little tune) and will dance around in circles to it. When it stops, they stop, and then one of them will press it again while the other waits.

I know it's been a long time since I've posted pictures, so here are a few from the past few months (from my phone mostly - sorry for the quality!) to show what they've been up to.

Logan.

 Logan loves hats, and will insist we all wear them when leaving the house. It works out kind of good, though, since the Arizona sun has started to beat down on us again, and the hats offer needed protection for the boys' little white heads. Sometimes his hats fit the situation, sometimes they don't. He doesn't seem to care.

He was also really in to the little potato heads for a little while, but I think he's getting over that a bit. He no longer asks for them to sleep with.

Carter.

 Carter has really started talking this past month. He is saying full sentences now, and is getting very good at handing out directions. "Mommy, pick it up" was his first full one, but now there's also, "put it back," "wipe it up" and lots of others. He tries to say almost anything he hears (which is how Evan gets him to say "Gangsta Roll" as daddy rolls him on to the changing table at night), and it's still a little surprising some of the things he can get his little tongue around. He is very helpful, and loves to get the broom out anytime anything spills. It's a little frustrating at times, since he is not quite aware of the items he knocks off the counter with the long handle. 

More Dooties

The boys are just starting to put phrases together, and their pronunciation is often times hilariously adorable. Their comprehension of what I say also astounds and suprises me, but also delights me at the same time. This morning, before I could get the gate up at the bottom of the stairs, both of my little explorers escaped up the stairs in a flash. They've gotten to the point where they're fairly confident on the stairs, and I'm not too worried about them going it alone, so I didn't jump to go get them right away. I listened to their squeels of glee as they chased each other around our bedroom and bathroom. Since it's Monday, and I'm feeling extra lazy, I decided to try just calling them down. Since I know that "Boys! Come down!" is just ignored, I added a "Boys! Come down for a cookie!" As it turns out, that was the magic word. Instantly there was a little scuttle at the top of the stairs and I heard Logan say "Dootie, Dootie" (he doesn't quite have the "K" sound yet for that) and was down as fast as he could slide on his belly. Carter took a minute, since he was busy taking stuff off our bathroom counter, so by the time he got down his brother already had both cookies (I'd set out one for each) in his hands.
Logan gave me the "I'm not going to give him this cookie - he was too slow and I got it fair and square!" look. I bribed him to give his brother the cookie by offering Logan another. Nice parenting: Cookies for breakfast, bribery... But it worked!! (And it was a small cookie, with nuts for protien.)
*As a side note, I also learned the extent of their reach this morning after I waited a minute too long to respond to the "more dooties" request. Instead of waiting for me to say "we're all done with the cookies," Logan (and then Carter and minute later) pulled the bag closer to him on the counter and grabbed out his own. And I had pushed it back.