Sweet dreams

Fafa got his new big kid bed. Thank you Grandma for the bed frame! He was pretty eager the first day, but has since reverted to his crib. He explained yesterday that he still wants his paci... no paci's in the big boy bed. 'I still a baby, momma!'

He decided he wanted a Transformer blanket and notice he's wide awake. Still getting used to it. bye, bye crib!... eventually.

more A-Maze-ing pictures

our fearless leaders... the flag is for waving at the guy in the tower if we get lost... needless to say, we waved it a lot

Fafa wanted to pick the corn instead of walk through it

Daddy and Nubbin, just hanging out in some corn

Farm machinery is always a hit with our kids

A-maze-ing

pretending to be a scarecrow

climbing to the top of Mt. Hay

fafa didn't want to go on the hayride at first, but was easily convinced by the fact that he got to 'drive' a tractor

fall family portrait

We went to the Green Acres corn maze this past Saturday. The kids had a great time playing in the hay and seeing all the farm equipment and cows. Amazing enough, they were able to name some of the equipment from watching Mighty Machines.

The highlight was getting lost in the corn maze. We thought we'd be in there for 15 minutes and ended up being lost for about 45. Nubbin wore shorts even though it was in the fifties. Fafa and Nubbin could never agree on a direction to take, so we did a lot of 'rock, paper, scissors'... perhaps, that's why we got so lost. All in all, a great way to spend the afternoon!

Juvenile Delinquent

I'm giving the boys a bath the other night and Fafa pops up with a new question. 'What jail mean, momma'. I replied in my "must teach them good moral values" voice, 'Jail is a where they send people who have done bad things. You only go to jail if you're a bad monkey..'

Later, during the bath, I'm washing Fafa and he starts screaming, 'You go to jail, momma!' When I questioned why I had to go to jail, he said, 'because you BAD.' Why am I bad? 'You bad because, because, you do bad thing.' What bad thing? 'You wash me! You wash my hair!!'

If that's the case, I'd end up with a life sentence... little boys can be so cute when they get it wrong :)

Are you hearing voices?

Nubbin's newest attempt to gain control in this house involves random comments that he blames on his brain. Here's one of our conversations:

Nubbin: 'My brain is telling me that you will let me play video games today, but I told my brain that I didn't think you were going to say yes.'

Mommy: 'Yes, you're right. Tell your brain that it's wrong and that today is not a video game day.'

Nubbin: 'Okay, I'll leave a message for my brain, but can I play video games today?'

Mommy: 'no, nubbin. Tell your brain to stop nagging you about video games.'

Nubbin: 'I'll try, but my brain really wants to play games today.'

At least he's creative when he nags :)

Brave new world

It took all summer, but Nubbin started holding his breath and swimming under water.

He got new goggles and spent a lot of time watching CharlieGraham in the pool.

Yay Nubbin, you're a big kid now!!

Labor day beach weekend - Part 2

Happy Nubbin!

even at the beach, Fafa likes to lie down to play cars

Fafa and Daddy just hanging out

Fafa playing in the surf...

Nubbin is giving his silly face and is just happy to be at the beach :)