Happy Halloween!

We are pretty safe around here... especially with two SUPERheros in our house. We've had these costumes for a few weeks, and they are almost worn out!

I have to say, I'm not really into the whole scary Halloween business, but I do love seeing all of these kids dressed up.

Evy runs around singing, "Nananananananana, Batman!" And whenever someone says Batman, even if he isn't in uniform, he looks down and points to his shirt where the bat sign should be.

And watching Graham (and all of his sweet little friends) using their imaginations! I don't know where he has picked it up (because obviously he hasn't seen the spiderman movies at this point), but Graham shoots "webs" out of his hands and runs around the house protecting us. I love it!!


Yes, I also think that the Spiderman mask looks like something someone might wear to rob a bank, and I assure you that the mask is going to disappear by the end of the weekend!

Two pictures I have finally caught on "film"

I have been trying to get a picture of Graham actually smiling for weeks now. Not his cheesy smile, or his "photo" smile (which is really more like a smirk), but his joyful, loving life as a three year old smile.
And Evan P. He leads everything with his eyes, and it makes his face just a great thing to watch. Oh, I love these eyebrows!!

"Can you say, mustard?"

We love hot dogs in this house. Particularly, Ball Park Beef Franks. Grilled on a charcoal grill. Don't even try to sneak in any other brand past Grady. And we also ignore all of the negative things about hot dogs. It's all about moderation.

So it's not suprising that this morning, when talking about his birthday meal, Evan said (as clear as day), "Hot dog!" and started clapping and running in place. We really love hot dogs.

As this is his first real word, I was pretty excited and called over to Graham. I told him what Evan had said, and Graham, completely unimpressed, looked at Evan and said, "Can you say mustard?"

Brothers

Now that Evan is fully mobile, the boys relationship has really blossomed. It has been so wonderful to watch them become "friends". It has also been pretty busy, thus the lack of blogging. These boys are busy!

I know...

I know I should tell him not to.
I know I should tell him how dangerous this can be.
I know I should tell him that kitchen chairs stay at kitchen tables.
I definitely know I should tell him never to do this in front of Daddy. ;)


But I can also remember exactly how it feels to drag a chair to this very piano, climb up, and look inside. And I just can't tell him no.