Another week of memories!

This week was fun. The most eventful part was rushing Bennett up to the emergency room on Saturday night. He apparently has croup. It came on so quickly that it worried us and so we just played it safe and had him checked out. They gave him some steroids to help open his airways. I told him he will now end up bigger than his brother. I think they might have curse of the small genes. Bennett was weighed last night and in his jammies he weighed 17 lb 6 oz. We were expecting around 20. They have been eating like little pigs lately. They consistently eat more than Taylor does and I think often come close to the daddy portion.

Donations for food will be accepted. cash will also not be turned away. We are going to have to move to the country and buy a cow and some chickens when these boys really start eating. I just can't figure out where they get their love for eating.

Carin and I have begun to realize a resemblance between Mater the Cars Character and John. He has thus temporarily earned the honorary nickname Mater.

John and Bennett have been learning to brush their own teeth this week. John is just interested in showing the camera how his can also function as a sword.

Bennett's reaction after being told he had eaten all the food in the house and that there was no more.

Taylor loves to get up and go out to get the newspapers. She scampers out and dances her way back. It's one of those things i will always reference in my memory of fun things Taylor did when she was 3. Who needs a dog?

Fun times in the bathtub. I think we should have painted the walls with a special swimming pool paint. The boys love to splash.

John was introduced to balloons and has since become their biggest fan. This is what he does when you ask where the balloons are and there happens to be two in the room.

Our little princess. She loves to dress up and turn on the radio and dance. This was apparently country music. She may just grow up and be a rodeo princess...or....follow in her mommy's footsteps and go the dairy princess route!

Taylor's New Favorite Thing

Taylor and I took a ride on my "little motorcycle" last Wednesday. We rode up to some developments that just have curb and gutter and I let Taylor tell me where to drive. She sits on the gas tank and holds onto the handlebars and just loves it. Her Favorite part of the night was all the excavators and tractors parked up there. We must have seen them all twice. She dons her little construction helmet and will go anywhere with you.

It was also fun for me because it was a reality check for me that Taylor is getting old enough to actually start doing really fun things with. It's that time dads dream about being able to do fun stuff with their kids. So it was a good memory for me as well.

About a half a block away from home we ran out of gas. We had all the fun we could I guess.

Kirk's HEAD

In case you weren't aware, Kirk has started a new blog. He decided he needed an outlet to vent his pent up thoughts on the latest happenings in the world and the political process (I'm not the best person for the job because I am, shall we say, 'less connected' with the outer world). So he started a blog. In the process he has remembered how much he enjoys writing and I think he expresses himself extremely well. So if you ever want Kirk's opinion on what is going on in the world the blog is www.glorious-revolution.blogspot.com.

""Falls" a-comin'"

So to begin tonight, I will have to ask you to forgive me for the number of photos I posted here under this one post. It may take you a while to go through them all. Oh who am I kidding? You are blog-hopping. What else is on your to-do list? Second of all for my gratuitous use of parenthesis in the title. You see it is getting a bit "fallish" round these parts and there have also been a great number, yea, innumerable bonks, crashes, spills and doinks in our house. We currently identify the boys by bruises on either left or right side of the forehead. I can't tell you which side because in the course of this memory card, they have both healed nicely on both sides.


Here is our two-toofed hillbilly group sitting on the porch at dusk. At least they are in upscale Adirondacks huh?!

Bedtime after bottle is such an awesome time of the day. First of all, Carin and I get to have some "kid free" time and do whatever we want. Carin usually works on projects, crafts or journals for the kids. By the way, I defy anyone who reads this blog to tell me they have seen a hotter mother of twins. I took this picture and immediately thought-holy crap Kirk-you married a model. I think she is absolutely stunning. To look this good at the end of a Sunday with twins and a three year old is like jumping out of an airplane, falling 10,000 feet, landing on your head, popping your helmet off and having "Pantene hair." It just doesn't happen. Except to ME!

The boys were officially introduced to bubbles tonight. I am not sure what they thought of them.

Bennett look less enthused.

The other day, the boys got up from their nap and were playing around while Carin was sewing. Things got quiet and then a door shut. Carin thought the boys must have pushed Taylor's door open and awaken her from her nap. Upon further investigation, the boys have sneakily gone into their own room and John crawled up on top of the Huggies box and was perched there while Bennett watched. Exhibit A for bonks on the head.

So we are getting in all the summer activities possible before it gets too cold. We went to the Hogle Zoo last week and enjoyed the excitement the kids showed. John is enthralled by the ginormous elephant eating a bail of hay strung high above his head. So much so that he doesn't care that the same fly that spent the previous night exploring said elephants back side now perched itself upon his head.

Taylor tended Grandma Welling's kitty while she was at the temple on Saturday. Grandma Welling has adopted kitty after kitty's mommy broke into her house had a litter of kitties and then split. Now kitty is the only one left surviving and she has been bottle feed kitty formula since she was the size of a large mouse. Grandma is pretty protective of her little treasure. We all know she secretly loves kitty and wants to keep her forever.

The dinosaur park in Ogden. The boys enjoyed their lunch and watching Taylor on the slides. Ever since the trip they have both began growling at everything. It's pretty sweet.

Our little bone excavator at the Dinosaur park.

John's first taste of mommy's baked pasketti. They loved it!

Bennett finishes off his Italian feast with a brownie. These boys eat like starving Aborigines.

One of our favorites is mommy's German pancakes. This one broke a record for height above the pan. Taylor will eat them until the whole pan is gone. Yes, this is the same little girl who has weighed 25 pounds for a year. If it doesn't get dipped in syrup or ranch she is not interested.

Mommy and Taylor by the giraffes at the zoo.

Bennett's expression of the elephant that so much pleased his brother is priceless and needs no caption.