She Said

"You OK, Sweetie Momma?" or "Mommy, you OK, Sweetheart?"
"No, not yet." - she says this way too many times a day instead of no.
"Daddy, hold you?" - Daddy, hold me.
"Look, just like Santa does." - While we were pretend-cooking, she recognized that the oven mitts look a lot like Santa's gloves.
"Hey Mommy, is that funny?"
"Is that scary, Mommy?"
"Hey Daddy, is that silly?"
"Mommy, brush your hair." or "Put your hair down, Mommy." - She demands this way too often.  I keep reminding her that Mommy doesn't like to wear her hair down, but sometimes I give in to avoid a fit.
"Sing the Daddy song." or "Sing the Mommy song." or "Sing Baby Ben song." or insert any name of someone that happens to be on her mind at bedtime (Tinkerbell, Prince Eric, her teacher Miss Pati). The only problem is that I can't remember from night to night what tune I used to make up the song.  I know she is catching on because she can remember a tune the first time she hears it!  AND Justin's version of songs is different than mine.
"The Baby one. The Mommy one. The Daddy one. And the Grandma one." - As she has for some time now, she continues to categorize things by size and name this way.  Usually the largest one is the Daddy and the smallest one is the baby.  Mommy and Grandma fall somewhere in between.

Be Mine

Happy Valentine's Day!

Love,

Carlyle & Ben

Getting to know Sophie

He's been having fun with Sophie, chewing on her hooves more than I

remember Carlyle doing.

"Want to show Baby Ben?!"

Carlyle says this often.  She also likes to share his own toys with Ben and then compliment herself on how nice it is to share.

I could tell she was quietly working very hard on something, and I

found her trying to get closer to Ben by pulling her chair up to his

while he was sleeping. She's so gentle with him, so I wasn't too

worried. She said,"I want to give him a hug?" She says this many

times a day, but she made a concerted effort this time.

She likes to try on our shoes... and show Baby Ben.

"Baby Ben come with us?" as she says most mornings when we are heading to the car.  As for our stroller outing, she discovered a new place to sit (I don't let her ride here).  I found her head-down, feet in the air, crawling into the stroller basket.

Back. Front. Back

In an effort to record his milestones, I wanted to remember that Ben rolled over [from back, to front, and back again] about a week ago.  He was playing with Daddy while I put Carlyle to bed.

Filling it out

Ben at 4 months, wearing his "coming home" gown.

What a difference 4 months makes!  Ben at 2 days.

This moment is fleeting

I am trying my hardest to soak it up because I know just how fast it flies by.  I treasure my naps with Ben.  His little breaths are enough to put me into a much needed sleep.  I want to remember these sweet moments!

PS - I do not get a nap everyday.