"I Messy!"

Nate has a way of looking like he's bathed in whatever is on offer at mealtime when all is said and done, so it's really no surprise that when he uttered his first sentence* this morning** it was to let me know, "I messy!".

I messy, everyone!

Yes, Nate. You are messy alright.

Admit it. You still want to kiss 'dis face.

OK, I admit it. And I did. : )

- L.

*First sentence is up for minor debate since we might have had a conversation a few weeks back, but I'm pretty sure he was just making random "I" and "no" sounds that only ended up sounding like a funny exchange.

**No, I don't feed the kids chocolate for breakfast. These pics are from a few days ago after supper – although they go rather nicely with this post otherwise.

Happy 18 Months!

It's not easy trying to get two fidgety toddlers who are ready for their morning walk to sit still long enough for a few quick pics. 

Thank goodness a lady happened by walking her puppy.

Puppy, Mommy? Puppy?

Which got everyone's attention.

Puppy! Puppy! Puppy!

The world definitely needs more ladies with puppies at opportune moments. Even serious Seth had to give it up and smile. 

Happy 18 Months to my best guys – serious, smiling or otherwise.

And yes, that is my mom – formerly known as Gamma Rita, recently redubbed Gabba-Ga – out for a summertime visit. I'm not sure she's wild about her new title, but if the guys enthusiasm for Gabba-Ga is any indication, I have a feeling it's going to stick.

- L.