The #1 Bithday Gift

Here's a picture of what Thomas wants for his birthday. He has been requesting it since Christmas. All he talks about is guitars. I can't wait to take a picture of him "playing"it. We think he's going to love it

Julia- Does it look familiar? E-mail me!!!!!

Let the Madness Begin

I finally picked up the cake pan for Thomas' train cake. I found it at really cute local cake decorating shop instead of online. I've been trying to support local business lately. Anyway, after the initial "look how cute" I realized I may have raised the bar a little high for myself. A little too ambitious even for my "Martha Stewart"self. I'm going to do a trial run this weekend as see how we do. 8 days left until my tiny baby boy turns THREE. I don't even want to talk about it, it's too much.

Look how sweet they look together, looks like they don't fight or carry on at all. FALSE ADVERTISING.

Why does God let Mothers get sick?

No pictures today, (the little one has a huge bruise on her face from being "adventurous") I just want to know why God lets Mom get sick. I think upon the birth of each child there should be some sort of immunity given until the child is of school age. I am sick and miserable and at home with two little kids. BOO

Crawling

It's been about two weeks now, and Christine has mastered crawling. It's much earlier than Thomas did. She's pretty fast actually. Thomas has been helping her "practice ". He's a great big brother as long as she is not trying to get his trains. When she does get to the trains we call her Godzilla. She gets this look in her eye and then SMASH!!!!!. Thomas also taught her how to wave. It's really funny, she waves at anything and everything, toys, food and people. Thomas is just gearing up for the big 3. He's just so excited. He has only two requests, a train cake and a guitar. (Thanks Uncle Evan and Uncle Marc, he's been totally in love with guitars since Thanksgiving).