Life is crazy with two kids. CRAZY. Most of my pictures are blurry because everything moves so fast that I don’t have time to get the perfect shot. Our picture library is full of fuzzy, blurry, badly lit pictures of us. And I love them all. So here are a few of the hundreds that we have. Hopefully this blogging once a month thing won’t become a habit and I can post more soon.
We call this “goating”. Adam basically rams his head into his brother and scoots him across the floor.
And then Owen doesn’t like it so he starts to cry. Adam is already stepping into his big brother role and tries to offer a toy to soothe him before Mom and Dad come in. I can hear him already saying, “Shhhh baby Owen here’s a toy!! Don’t get me in trouble Owen Boo Boo!”
Owen can hold his own though:
Occasionally they team up for a Mom take-down:
Or a cuddle with Dad:
Or just hang around:
And then they get together for one split second so I can take a picture and my heart is happy.
And occasionally we’re all in the frame and it’s not fuzzy and nobody is crying and I start picking out the frame to hang it on the wall.