Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Finishing up February

 My Great to be 8 masterpiece. It was delicious. Next time I am going to try to make the rainbow on it work too!
We had a grey day where everybody wore grey. Ian had to spice up his appearance with a hammer and a hat. His hammering is lethal to all paper products left out. He also has discovered that keys cut quite nicely too. He was paying more attention than I realized when we opened a Valentines box.
 The boys wanted to help sort laundry and did so by throwing it into the baskets then jumping in after it to ensure it landed safely. This is a good way to maximize how much your basket holds. I should have utilized this packing method when heading to Utah in the past. It probably would have led to overweight baggage though; carrying the basket downstairs, my prego back was not happy.
 What happens when I forget to put a toothpick in the banana bread before taking it out. I had to scoop out the centers. All was not lost because I microwaved the insides and Ian and I enjoyed them. From a childhood perspective this was the perfect batch because we didn't give any away and got to eat it all.
 Proof that he is growing. I am always amazed what he piles next to himself on the rare days he decides to sleep.
Ian's FAVORITE treat is small ice cubes. He will gladly eat them always and they create more excitement than sugar. I hope popsicles this summer don't ruin him!
 The boys are discovering they enjoy kitchen jobs. The current favorite is shredding cheese. Ian patiently (for a 2 year old) waits his turn and then slips one hand in the bowl for snacking while attempting to shred, or waving around the block with the other hand.
 This kid and his binky are heaven sent. I simply can't give up the easy nap times it provides. 5 minutes with his dino-binky and he is out cold every afternoon. I am so grateful because currently I have needed the sleep too!
 Burrito Brothers.
 Our friends invited our kiddos over for a sleep over. We went to dinner and hit the temple the next morning. Dinner was at the Filling Station, a local food joint where you receive all you can eat popcorn out of an oil can. What more could you want?

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