The Littlest Boys

I was determined that this year was going to be my year.  You know, the year when I get my house decked out in home decor projects, and where I can finally start some family history, and where I could get a nap on a regular basis.  Yeah, none of that is happening so far.  Not having a preschooler has actually make me more busy, not less, as I attempt to to occupy my two littlest boys daily.  They are so fun to be with and both enjoy frequents hugs and tickles but neither is very good at entertaining themselves or one another, hence my neglect of keeping up on my blog and everything else.  They also happen to be phenomenal mess makers which is equally hard to keep up with.  I just keep trying everyday, reminding myself that chubby cheeks fade all too quickly.  Alas I've given up my new year's resolution of dressing better and continually embrace the peanut butter perpetually on my shoulder and the cracker crumbs adorning every nook and cranny of my life.  

A few times lately Ammon has fallen asleep in his high chair.  Usually when I'm trying to help another child and he gets tired of waiting for me to get him.  I frequently leave him in his jammies all day, at least until we have somewhere to go, because I'm drowning in laundry, and this boy is a messy eater and refuses to wear a bib.  But ahhh, aren't those eyelashes to die for?!!?

And then there's Sethie skirt boy.  While it's slightly embarrassing and other people raise an eyebrow when the see Seth like this, I'll admit that my boy is addicted to wearing his sister's dresses.  There, I said it.  It all started with that blasted Minnie Mouse skirt (aka "Halloween").  Ben had had enough and put it away, but Seth's fascination with sparkles and spinning just caused his skirt addiction to intensify, thus resulting in him regularly raiding Sariah's closet for his daytime attire.  I bought Sariah a red sequin dress for Christmas recently that I think Seth has worn it more than Sariah has so far.  It's comical, and we have to put some limits on the dress wearing, like "you cannot go to the store looking like that," but I'm sure he'll grow out of it, and for now it's pretty funny.  I'm sure these pictures will be good blackmail when he's a teenager!  Side note, I'm trying to get Seth to learn to love TV so that I might actually be slightly productive once in a while.  Slowly but surely, it's working!!!  Notice the remote in his hand?  For quite some time he insisted on watching the same Leap Frog Numberland movie every single day, multiple times a day.  I've finally convinced him to give Backyardagins and Wonder Pets a try.  Progress I tell ya.