2 Flaws...

Dylan is a pretty perfect baby, honestly.

On the average day he does not cry once.

Lately he cries more because he is pulling up on everything and every now and again he falls and hurts himself. Then he really cries with real tears.

But with just a few minutes of TLC he is back to his happy self.

Now onto the flaws

Dylan cannot put himself to sleep. I blame myself and the twins. Myself cause really, if that's all he demands then I am happy to give it to him and I have just not been very strict on training him.

The twins. They are so loud all day every day, the poor boy just cannot fall asleep or stay asleep in a quiet house. So, I help the boy out and for now he is nursed to sleep most days/nights.

And now for his worst flaw!
He wakes at 6am every morning and it about kills us.
This picture was taken one morning NOT evening.
Notice it is still dark outside.

Public shout out to Andy, who gets up with him 99% of the time. 

Pumpkin Patch

We made our annual Pumpkin Patch visit.  

It's a little weird visiting the Pumpkin Patch is hot weather but we love sunny days far more than we do cold and dreary - so we'll take it.

All I wanted was a good picture of all 3 kids.

Unfortunately I left it until we were about to leave so we had a few melt downs because the twins (well, actually just M) did not want to take pictures. 

But after a few tears and a little bribing - I got pictures and they got a treat. 

Win Win.

With 3 kids 3 and under and mom being no pro behind the camera.

This is as good as we got!

Park Day

These two are so in love with me or they can't handle the other one being too close to me. 

Here I am nursing Dylan and this is my view! 

I love that they love being so close to me and I know one day I will miss it. 

But some days, I just need a little space. 

Freestone Park

Mally loves to snack! She seriously would eat a little all day every day. It drives me a little crazy. 

But that is exactly what I do.  How can I blame her. 

Oh I think she is sooo much like me as a little girl. Almost too much.

Lately whenever I correct or discipline her she says "Stop being rude to me" or  "Stop talking to me" and I'll tell her I was not being rude to her then she'll say "Yes you were, I saw you being rude to me"

She is only 3. What will her teenage years bring? 

 Andrew loves to ride is bike every time we go to the park these days.  

He stopped along the way because he wanted to stand on this.

Andrew posing for me