My boys

I must say, I think I have the most adorable boys EVER!  They are so funny to me.  I know a lot of parents probably think their kids are the cutest things ever, so I am keeping it in perspective, but mine are still the best!  :)

The other day, I posted this on facebook, but I am still cracking up over it so I am going to put it here too.  Brenan came walking into my bedroom with a cup of water from the bathroom.  He took a little sip of it and said "Aaaahhh, that's a good cup'a joe!".  I chuckled to myself, the kid actually does pay attention to his movies even when you don't think he is.  He then came over to me and handed me an empty cup and filled it with the puller thing for the blinds.  I took a sip and then was informed I was doing it wrong because "we have to bonk our cups together" first.  So we did that and were enjoying our 'joe' when Connor decided he didn't like being left out.  Brenan went into the other bathroom and got the cup from in there and brought it so his brother could have some too.  Connor took it, said "taintuuu" (thankyou) and proceeded to wander around the house sipping air from the cup and saying "aaaahhhh, joe" in his sweet little baby voice and words.  I was laughing all day! 

They come up with the funniest little games to play together that just make me smile.  I love hearing them play and laugh together instead of fighting and yelling all the time.  Connor is a hugger and he asks for hugs all the time.  Sometimes Brenan will give them to him and other times he will say no, which makes Connor want it all that much more.  He usually eventually gets it, whether it is given willingly or not.  Brenan will tell Connor to show his teeth and then be so excited that a new one came in, even though it really hasn't yet.  This morning, right after Connor woke up, they were both in my room.  Brenan got to laughing so hard, Connor was saying "boo!" to him, and he would say "aaahhh" and hide or run.  Connor would crack up and say it again.  It was a great way to start out the day.  Hearing their little voices entertaining each other and laughing together.  I just LOVE it!

My hair....

My hair and I have had a love/hate relationship for as long as I can remember.  I HATED it when my mom cut it short and permed it.  I just hated it.  I swore for the longest time that I would NEVER cut it short again.  In junior high and high school, that was the growing out period, and it never really looked like it was anything that anyone would brag about.  In college, it wasn't too bad.  It was long, I kept coloring it just because I wanted to, so that kept it kind of interesting.  The main problem I have always had is I am not "girly" enough to make it look right and do what it's supposed to do.  It is also very thick, somewhat coarse, and prone to split ends, so unless it is barely cut, it just sort of lays there.  A year ago this week, I decided that I was tired of it and wanted something different.  Way different.  I cut it off.  The first time she cut it, she took off about two feet, so when I say I cut it OFF, I mean it.  I have gotten a lot of compliments on it being short, a lot more than I ever did while it was long, but unless I go get it cut about every 3 weeks or so, it grows too fast and doesn't keep the shape and style it was cut into, so it just lays there... haha  I have been trying to decide if I want to keep it short and go get it cut again or if I want to grow it out.  It really is a lot easier to do while short, just blow dry it and sometimes put goop on and hairspray it.  But, there is not very much you can do with short hair.. at least not in the time I am willing and able to spend on doing my hair.  Also, there is the stigma or whatever it is, guys like long hair.  Jeff says he doesn't care, but I know he liked my long hair, and you very rarely see anyone that is a sex object type girl with short hair... its a sexy thing to have the hair blowing and flowing...  and I need all the help I can get in that area...  being sexy is not something I am known for.. haha  Not really sure what the point of this posting is, but...  there it is.

Nothing really to say...

I don't really have a lot to add to anything, I just felt like I needed to put something on here.  We are in our own place now and it is awesome!  The boys are finally  getting used to it, we put Connor in a twin size bed like Brenan's instead of the crib and he seems to like it.  He can get out and come find us when he wakes up instead of having to holler at us and then wait until we get there.  I think he basically sleep-walks into our room, it's pretty much 1am every time, and he is practically asleep as soon as I lay him back on his bed.  That is when I wake up enough to take him in there instead of just pulling him up onto our bed and snuggling him in.  He is so soft and snuggly still, I love it.  He is starting to lose his chubby legs and that makes me sad.  His fat little legs were so cute and fun to play with.  He is talking up a storm and tries new words every day.  Some of them sound really good and others he needs more practice with.  HAHA.  He tells good stories, though.  Connor is also very interested in what his brother is doing in the bathroom.  He is so funny, he will run in there after him hollering 'pee, pee, pee!"  even though he really doesn't know what that means just yet I dont think.  He does come and tell me 'poop' when he has a dirty diaper, so I guess he is catching on pretty well for only being 18 months old.  Brenan is still going to preschool and loves it.  He asks every day if he is going to school that day.  He is trying to talk himself into wanting a bike.  I think he wants one, but the one I got him for his birthday was too big and I think it scared him to be up that high and not really know what he was doing.  I found a small one at the store and he rode it all over the place even though he kept telling me I had to push him because he couldn't get it going... turns out it had a flat back tire and the training wheels were holding it up off the ground enough that it was just spinning..  no wonder he couldn't make it go!  His behavior is getting worse and I really would like to get him back into the doctor and get an actual diagosis so we can move on and figure out what will help.  I am at the end of my rope with him some days and just don't know where to go from here.  Jeff and I are doing great.  Our new car is being stupid and the engine light came on, so it is getting fixed today.  Guess I will have to consider that my birthday present...  that sucks.  haha   We bought a half a beef, and let me tell you, our freezer is stuffed!!  I don't think I could fit one more package of hamburger in it if we tried!  I have been trying to think of recipes that use hamburger that we don't normally eat so we can mix it up a little and still use what we have.  I am so happy about having a full freezer!  I love it.