big, bigger, BIGGEST

Every morning my boys wake up a pound heavier and an inch taller.  I can't believe it.  Where is time going?
Graham is a lover of wheels.  Buses with wheels, cars with wheels, trucks-pronounced truccccckkkks-, and trains.  He likes to tote around a toy and is happy as can be when he is Hugh's shadow.  He still pokes everyone's eyes (sigh), reads nonstop, and loves to eat.  I  get a great 2+ hour nap a day from him, and he is his Dad's biggest fan.

Hugh on the other hand only has weapons on his mind.  You can find him lassoing, shooting, launching arrows, chucking bombs, lasers...you know, all things deadly.  His imagination has launched and my favorite past-time is be able to listen in on his jibber jabber when he doesn't realize I am listening.  He has moved into a booster-- making it to 40 pounds- and into a real bed...his toes were sticking out of his toddler one.

Both boys love to cook, which has become increasingly difficult with each recipe. Hugh has declared St. Patrick's Day his favorite holiday and is already excited for the leprechauns to visit.

Things have been a lot of fun around here lately.  Nothing new, or out of the ordinary, but fun nonetheless.