Turned out to be a very expensive trip...

A year ago this week Brian and I were doing this:

While looking at this in Myrtle Beach.

And this was our souvenir.

Turned out to be a pretty pricey vacation!

In need of some adult interaction

What do text messages look like when your husband is out of town, and you spend 24 hours a day with toddlers and babies, and very minimal adult interaction?

This.

8:00 am - Cade's not here yet.

8:06 am - Nevermind.

8:07 am - I got new bathroom soap. Foam kind again. Logan said "Mommy that red soap just wasn't working for me."

3:02 pm - Kiwi birds are so weird.

4:15 pm - Logan said "Eliza there's the perfect soap in the bathroom for you to use". Bwahahahaha!

4:20 pm - He really hated that other soap.

5:00 pm -Hello?

FINALLY a reply from my husband...

5:17 pm - Hello I'll call you shortly

5:22 pm -Okey Donkey (auto correct...)

Double Doody

Now truly believe in a twin language. Even at the ripe ol' age of 3 months Parker and Cooper have some sort of Twinkie-ESP. This is the only way to explain how the two of them will go DAYS without pooping, then will suddenly both poop within an hour of each other. I mean... wow.

Also, WHY did it take me this long to realize that Cooper's best nickname is Scoop Doggy Dog. I mean... for real.

Finally, the like for Rachael Ray is hereditary. Cooper will be joining Logan and I at the 3 o'clock hour for some EVOO.

And one more thing, Parker will smile the largest most grateful smile in all the land if you just look at him. Just look at those sweet blue eyes and he will reward you with the most fabulous of gigantic smiles. Can't beat that.

Eliza: Queen of the Sass

I have a house full of boys. My three boys, a daycare boy, a boy dog, a man-child husband. ALL boys. Except for Eliza. Tomboy none-the-less, but still adores her "fancy jammies", and wearing tutus OVER her jeans while digging in the mud. Oh... and the sassiness. OH THE SASSINESS! I have had Eliza in my care since she was about 9 months old. Now, at 2.5, she is Logan's BFF and part of our family. And, she is funny.

So, today right in the beginning of nap I hear Eliza hopping and saying "Bibbit". So I say "Eliza it is time for nap, it is not time for ribbiting". I hear nothing, then suddenly really loud "BIBBIT! BIBBIT!". So I went over there and said "Eliza, it is time for nap, it is not time for being a frog", to which she replies "Well Lindsay.... I GO TO MY HOUSE TO BIBBIT!" and she walked over, grabbed her shoes and said "I got my shoes, I bibbit to my house!". Oh my God, I was dying laughing. Luckily me laughing made her laugh and she put her shoes down and went to lay down. But seriously, she meant business.