It's good to have a brother!!

It's good to have a brother when.........

....you have a big basket to load with stuff.

Two makes the job go much quicker:).

It's good to have a brother when you want to "line things up" a bit. Hey, at least this time they organized the chaos:).

It's good to have a brother when you want to have a tower building marathon:).

"See me, Mom?? My tower is in my wagon."

"This is a really, really (pronounced weally, weally) big tower!!"

It's good to have brother when you need a ride with all of your stuff!!

And, it's good to have a brother when you need someone to cover for you. I came downstairs yesterday, and immediately found Kyle playing with his trucks. I went looking for Brock and couldn't see him, but could hear rustling from the family room. As I called for him, he pop's his head up from behind the couch and says, "I'm here."

"What are you doing?", I inquired.

He replies ever so sweetly, "I'm picking these cd's up for Kyle. He did a no-no, but I'm putting them away."

It's good to have someone covering your back!! Lucky boys. I hope they always take good care of each other:).

Mother's Day Blessings

Here's how my mother's day started:

with these beautiful roses. This was followed with a yummy french toast breakfast (not in bed - which was just fine by me - I don't like crumbs in my bed:), and a fun day with family.

Mommy and Brock. Unfortunately, we forgot to take our "Mommy and Me" shots until bedtime, so we all look a little tired, but it still counts.

Mommy and Kyle.

Mommy and the boys with Grammy after a fun dinner out.

Daddy and the boys with Grandma Leman after yummy strawberry shortcake with the Leman's.

A cute pic of Grandma and the boys.

Mommy enjoyed all of the festivities of the day, but I think that the highlight for Brock was getting to "drive" Papa's car in the parking lot of the restaurant:).

And, Kyle's highlight was honking the horn. These boys are crazy about horns, and I'm crazy about them!! What a blessing they are to this Mommy:).

Tractor Heaven

Okay. For those of you who didn't like the last post, this one should be much easier to take:). (And by the way, Brock is all better. By Friday you would have never known that anything had happened. It's amazing how quickly they heal. Thank goodness:).

A couple of weeks ago, the boys and I went to meet Grammy and Papa for a special treat - lunch at Steak-n-Shake. The boys had never been to S-n-S before, and it was a hit!! They didn't partake in the steak part of the experience, but boy did they enjoy the shake part!! In fact, that is the bulk of what Kyle ate for his entire lunch. Repeatedly throughout lunch, I could hear his sweet little voice saying "This is a GOOD shake, Papa!". Papa definitely got a kick out of this, and replied faithfully each time "Yep, it is, Kyle.". Brock also enjoyed the shake, but also got great satisfaction out of his grilled cheese and french fries. It was so much fun, that we are probably going to have to request another lunch date, and I'm pretty sure that Grammy and Papa won't say no:). While we were passing time before Papa could meet us at the restaurant, we went to a nearby mall that has this great tractor play area. It was so much fun for them to get to climb on the equipment that they are so enamored with as we pass by it on the road.

Between the chocolate shakes and the tractors that were just their size, I think that the boys would definitely put this "field trip" at the top of their list of favorite things to do:).

Ouch!!

Tonight, Brock got his first fat lip (and hopefully his last, too!!). No, it wasn't from a fight with his brother (which some of you might have guessed:). Unfortunately, it was a 2-fall injury. The first part happened while he was watching Mommy make dinner. As he leaned over for a better view, the chair he was leaning on pushed away from the counter, and down he went. Then, later this evening, we went to the park to watch Daddy play softball. He was walking on the step part of the bleachers, slipped, and down he went again, on the exact same spot. Even though he looks pretty rough, he has handled it like a pro. After the park incident, he still came home and played ball (he had waited the whole game for "his turn"). Actually, I think that the whole evening's been rougher on Mommy that Brock. What a tough little guy.

"Do I look like I've been in a fight??"

"It's okay Mommy!! I can still drink my chocolate shake!!" (around here, when you get bad boo-boos, you get to pick your bedtime snack:).

The close-up.

"Daddy said to smile, but this is about as good as it gets right now."

Enjoying the view

Brock's favorite thing:) - and Kyle doesn't think that they're too bad, either:)

Brock and Kyle have a new found love of "white donuts". I can't remember the first time that we bought them for them, but it is a constant breakfast time request, especially from Brock. If he sees them on the counter, or in the grocery bag, he gets the biggest smile on his face. It makes it very difficult for Mommy to pass them up in the store. He can't eat just one, and would probably surprise us with how many he could eat if we didn't set a limit. He eats them like a big boy, leaving a covering of powdered sugar over the entire kitchen (or so it seems:) for Mommy to clean up. But the joy on his little face makes all of the cleaning worth it. Here he is enjoying his favorite breakfast on a couple of different occasions:

"See my white donut??"

"Yummy!! This makes me a very happy boy!!"

"I don't think that they're too bad, either!!"

One of the many kinds and sizes that we've found:).

He's all serious here - only about the business of the donut.

Don't you love that powdered sugar mouth?!?!?!

Funny from this morning

Brock was the first one to wake up this morning, and this is what I heard over the monitor:

B: "Kyle, wake up!!"

K: "No, I'm sleeping!!"

They say the funniest things;).