{Eight} Years

For our Eight year anniversary {did I really just write that?!}, Troy and I got to get away to the Hyatt Lost Pines. We really enjoyed it. It was so pretty and serene... and every day we were there we went on a really long hike. Here is a picture of the path we took. It reminded Troy and I that we have really just started on our road together, eight married, almost twelve together, and many more to go, I can't think of a better person to be on this journey with, I love you T-roy,

happy

{eight year}

anniversary

Comparisons

I think it's funny when people comment that Luke and Cole look nothing alike... I on the otherhand, beg to differ. Here are the boys, Luke on the left at 10 months, and Cole, at eight months.


You can definitely tell they are brothers!



Triceratops Bath Time

Luke has made a new habit of giving his buddy a bath everyday. Sometimes twice a day.

There we go, all clean. Time to dry him off and feed him some carrots, which are apparently Triceratops's favorites. Yum-my! 

{Eight} Months

Whoa Buddy, slow down will you?! It seems like time is flying, and I cannot believe in four short months you are going to be a year old. How on earth is that possible?! I know I say it all the time, but you are the happiest baby! Everyone comments on what an easy going and happy baby you are, and they are right. This month, I could not get a picture without that cute little hand in your mouth...

let's see... you sit up, roll over, you get up on all fours and go backwards, but no official crawling yet. You still just have your two bottom teeth, but it feels like you have some more coming in on the bottom, no top teeth yet! You are wearing anywhere from 9 to 12 month clothes, and a size 4 diaper. You babble all the time, and when you wake up {this past month you have moved to your crib and your own room, yay, happy dance for mom and dad here}, ahem, but when you wake up you are so happy, and you just talk and play with a few toys that we have in your crib. I love the way your little head "pops" up when we walk in the room. You absolutely love music. We leave it on when you sleep, and you bounce your little legs every time you hear it. You are such a blessing, and we love you so much!

Easter 2012

Here are the boys checking out their Easter goodies. We had a great morning of treats and egg hunting, and then it was off to church. Luke really enjoys holidays now. In fact, I have a feeling we will be egg hunting quite often now. I love these boys!

 Happy Easter 2012

Easter Loot

I just couldn't wait to see what the Easter Bunny brought the boys, so I stayed up extra late. I actually got to meet the real Easter Bunny {who said to call him EB!}, he is not as big in person as you might think. Guess it's all the hopping around he does... and his carrot diet. I wonder if he'll even like the bunny bait... Maybe I should just keep it for ourselves. Don't want to insult him or anything...

As usual, the boys scored.

Mr. E. Bunny... Are your ears burning?

Because we have been talking about you at our house! We made bunny bait just for your arrival. We also tasted it to make sure it is not poisonous. Then we tasted it again. And again. After verifying that no part of the bait is poisonous we set it out for you. We really saved your life Mr. E. Bunny if you think about it. You're welcome.

We also decided to dye some Easter eggs for you to hide.

Luke had so much fun!

Here is our finished product.

We wish you a safe journey tonight Mr. E. Bunny. We will be eagerly awaiting for you to hop on by.

Night Night Monkey

Luke is really thoughtful. And, Luke really loves his monkey. Most nights monkey goes to bed before Luke, because really, who else has the energy of a 3 year old?

Luke tucks monkey in every night, gives him milk and reads him a bedtime story.

The Hunt

Luke was not messing around this year when it came to hunting eggs. His mission was clear: Get as many eggs as possible before they all disappear to other hunter gatherers. Well done son. Mission Accomplished.

This next picture is nothing short of a true Easter miracle.

Yep. That's right. My children. On fuzzy animal creatures. Not crying.