Siblings...

Once again I think I took these pictures last week. Grrr, or maybe the week before... either way, it's been so long I actually thought I had already posted them.  Whoops!  Fail. 

I know I say this a lot, but I think our kids are pretty darn cute.  

They're ever so smoochie and they snuggle pretty well almost anyday. They love each other. Boy do they love each other, and it's oh-so-fun to watch them grow up together!

Madi still loves to hold her baby brudder and she often puts her arms out to him and talks in her eighteen-octives-too-high-voice saying, "You want sissy to hold you?" "Come here, come on, I gotcha." "Aw, it's okay."

Emmitt often embraces the baby roll and crawls right into her lap. Especially if he has a warm bottle or his favorite blue cozy.  

We were driving in the car the other day and Madi said, "Mom, how old will I be when Emmitt's eight?" I told her she'd be ten. She then continued, "how 'bout when Emmitt's ten?"

"You'll be twelve."

"How 'bout when Emmitt's twelve?"

and on, and on...

I finally said, "Why do you want to be big so badly? Don't you want to be a little girl forever?"

...And sweet little Madi said, "No! The bigger I get the easier it will be for me to hold Emmitt!"

It melted my heart.

And made me laugh thinking about 12 year old Madi trying to hold 10 year old Emmitt...

This girl sure loves her little brother, and she takes her role as a big sister pretty seriously...

Oh sweet babies, please stay little forever!!!

I'm so thankful I get to spend my days with these kiddos, even on mornings that I eat cold pancakes and cold eggs with a little man crawling all over me trying to mooch his third breakfast off of someone while getting called to wipe a bottom, only to return to a table just in time to find the little monster has pulled the chair out reached across the table and grabbed my mug of milk just in time to pretend to take a drink and dump it all over himself, the chair and the floor.  

Yup, even on these mornings.  

I'm a lucky mom. =)

It's a good thing my kids are so cute. 

*sigh*

Because I still love them!!!

Rain Boots

I love days like this...

when the breaks in the rain are long enough to pull on the rain boots, put on the jackets and head across the street to the park!

So do my kids!

Emmitt stands at the window most days and points outside with his tiny little index finger, while jabbering away in his own language.  This boy would live in the backyard if we'd let him, even during the winter. He recently learned how to open the sliding glass door too (he used to lay against the window with all his might and lean until it slid open, but now he reaches the handle on his tippy toes and grunts while pulling.), and I found him wandering the backyard with the dog and some seriously soaking wet socks and pants. 

*sigh*

Thankfully it's fenced, and it's the backyard, not the front!

His nickname is Monster around here...

It's okay though, cause this girl's got a good grip on him...

(the facial expressions are endless...)

He's such a little man. 

I attempted a group boot-shot, but someone wasn't into it...

So Madi humored me. =)

I love our crazy kids! And I love our crazy life! 

We finally had to head home cause someone was doing the potty dance and grabbing her crotch! We made it home safely (and dry) though! 

Happy Monday, folks! =)