Just a quick update since I've been so lax in blogging. And no, I did not resolve to blog more in 2009. Today marks the end of a nearly two week break from work. I was so looking forward to the holidays since we'd have family in town (i.e. help with the boys). I envisioned sleeping past 5:30am, reading lots of books, playing tennis and taking naps. That all came to a halt on day one of the break when Matt came down with a nasty virus that lasted 6 days. On day 7 I was patting myself on the back for keeping Will healthy. So much for celebrating! Will started running a fever on day 8 and today was his first day fever free.
Despite the first illness in goodness knows how long, we did enjoy the holidays with our families. The boys love playing with all their new toys, I had some unbelievably good meals, read some books and still managed to squeeze in 2 tennis lessons. Here's to a healthy start to 2009!

Starring Will

When Hugs Go Wrong

I've been terrible about taking photos lately because my memory card was full and I couldn't remember to transfer photos and clear it out. It's amazing the things I can't remember to do these days. So several weeks ago, the boys were wearing their boxer shorts to bed and looked especially cute. We decided to try to take some photos of them together and asked them to hug. Amazingly, they embraced almost instantly. But then in typical fashion it quickly spiraled into a WWF match. Will lost this round when Matt took him to the floor and pinned him for a three count. Being the super mom that I am, I was sure to photograph the entire episode. The best part is that we asked Will to reenact the incident and he obliged. I'll be sure to post the video reenactment asap. Will definitely has a future in movies.

Superstars!

Here's a proof from the boys' recent photo shoot. Will (in navy) was a total ham. He loved having his picture taken. Matt gave the camera man a run for his money. Mommy had to act like a loon throughout the whole process. It was an exhausting 10 minutes.

Boys

After another morning filled with fighting, crying and whining, I packed the boys up and headed for a local park. I explained to them that they would have to sit in the stroller while mommy walked and THEN we could go to the playground. We had a slight hiccup when Will saw the stroller, looked from it to me and exclaimed, "BACK!" As in "put that darn thing back in the car, we can walk." But all was well. We had a lovely walk and even managed to avoid crying fits when dogs passed us by.
After the walk I took the boys to the play area where they acted like kids in a candy store for all of 3 minutes. Apparently the playground cannot compare to the excitement of the nearby creek. So for the rest of the morning we threw "socks" (translation: rocks) into the water and played in the dirt. Who needs a playground when there's running water and a plethora of rocks?

Morning with Will

It's not too often that I get to spend quality time with one child, but this morning Will woke up at the usual time and Matt slept in. Poor Matt is coming down with a cold yet again.

So Will woke up and we snuggled in the chair for about 1.2 seconds before he insisted on picking out his outfit. He surprised me this morning when I didn't have to go through every option. He actually chose something from the front of the pack. He then insisted on picking out his diaper. Mind you, they are all the same. But he pilfered through every one before selecting one for himself and one for Matt. Lately he likes to stand up while I change his diaper. I guess he just needs something new and different in his life. I've at least taught him to help me a little by holding the sides, but perhaps someday I'll teach him how to change it all by himself. Then I can take a smoke break 8 times a day.

It was another hour before Matt woke up, so Will and I just hung out while he drank his milk. It's mornings like this that always make me wonder just how easy it would be to have one child. Guess I'll never know... and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Family Tradition

We took the boys to an annual festival late last week. It's the festival that Chris's family attends every year. This year marked 38 years in a row! Although it's a spaghetti dinner, Will preferred the homemade rolls and jelly.
The next day, we got to drive "daddy's new truck" and loaded Caleb's car seat so he could ride along with us. C's mom was quick to point out that the truck could easily accommodate triplets. Let's not even go there.