Just a few pictures of the cutest boys I know- since I feel that they have not been showcased enough recently in lieu of my other nonsense and anxieties.
Going on a morning bike ride:
Mommy's "two guys" as they call themselves, barely respecting the boundary between the dining room and kitchen:
Baking sugar cookies with Meema:
Asher is really talking a lot more. He can be very funny, but he is also developing some good manners- he says please, thank you, and excuse me ("scuse-a me!"). He is also a sensitive little guy- I guess that is mommy's empathy. Tonight I started to cry while describing the book "Love You Forever" in an effort to describe why I can't read the book to the boys... and Asher was across the room, he rushed over to check on me and pushed a tissue at me to dry my eyes and gave me a hug. What a sweet boy.
Benjamin is taking after, and very attached to, Grandpa Nick. He is Grandpa Nick's helper whenever we are over there- with dishes, taking out the trash, checking on things and fixing them. Tonight I saw Benjamin stop playing for a minute, get up, and just go over to get a big hug from Nick. As Eric commented, "our boys are lucky to have so much family around to love them." A friend sent us a book about a boy getting a baby sister he doesn't want, and I have tried to read it to Benjamin, but all he wants to do is look at the pictures of the little boy in the book's toys. I think he is going to be very confused when I come home with a new human and not a new truck.