A typical weekend

Thought you'd like to see what a typical weekend in our life looks like:

Wake up, check. N comes charging into the room looking for Daddy. Breven wakes and announces that he has waited long enough and his bottle had better be ready and waiting for him. The manufacturer must have put some kind of drug in our bed since neither Aaron nor I can ever seem to just get out of bed. Somehow, books, blankets, trains, cars, stuffed animals, pacifiers, bottles, and anything else that Noah can fit onto the bed make their way into the bed until there is barely enough room for all of us to sit/lay down.

Get ready, check. Breven hangs out in his "hot tub" while we get ready, to ensure that big brother can't get too close to little brother and upset him (take his toys away and hit him on the head with them).

A little yard work, check. Noah loves to be right there figuring out how it all works.

Breven spends some time with his toys while I make meals and get things done around the house.

Sand is dug into, scooped up, dumped out, sprinkled around and somehow worms its way into every part of Noah.

Spend time with the boys. Noah was giving an impromptu performance.

And of course, what day would be complete without some munching on the toes. Now that he has found them, he is constantly got them in his mouth.

Ahh! Thank goodness for weekends.