My bear and my stinky

The little jokers rolling and scooting around to their pleasure.  I love Sam's little face peeking from behind the ottoman.

My boys, they are getting fun.  These photos are from New Year's Day.  I neglected to get any from New Year's Eve, even though we all 5 had a very nice time. 


We spent most of the day at home then headed to a local bar-ish place for a pizza, some baby food, and the much craved Guinness I'd been wanting for weeks.  Everyone behaved on our first dinner out as a family of 5 (we were chicken before now, plus its just a lot of work).  The only part that sucks is we take up an enormous amount of space with two high chairs, 3 in this case (Lilli can sit in a booster but they did not have any), two adults, two car seat buckets, and a giant diaper bag that needs its own chair. 


I don't get to eat meals anymore like a normal person, and that kind of sucks also, but it won't be long before the babies can pick things up and chew their food.  I can't complain a lot because I love this age, and its helping me lose weight in the process.  Maybe I'm learning to eat less, which will help when I start weaning, which will be soon... I keep saying that.

Anyway, we are approaching the 7 1/2 month point - the point when their sister learned to crawl.  I do not think the boys will be crawling in a week or even two, but maybe a month?  Maybe not.  Really they are just learning to move themselves around, mainly backwards for Sam and around and around for Will.  Everyday I change on which one I think will crawl first.  Sam likes to be on his belly when you put him there and Will does nothing but roll back over to his back.  Will is wirey and EXTREMELY strong for his size (getting boogers out of his nose is like wrestling the worlds strongest worm).  And he's fast.  But Sam just seems to have an athletic little body and he's got his legs moving back and forth all the time on his belly.  It is so strange to have two babies in front of you to compare such things so closely.  I hope I don't do it for the rest of my life, they will both need therapy.

The are also starting to make sounds, Will in particular.  DADADADADA, of course.  I hope Sam catches up, but I remember I worried about Lilli and her talking abilities for a long time.  I thought she was delayed and now she spouts off longer sentences than I do, so I'm pretty sure she's caught up.

They just took a super hour and a half long nap and I must go retrieve my smiling happy babies... Until next time!