the littles

Ayden spent a week with his other family for spring break. We took the chance to get some pictures of the little brothers togather. My favorite are the ones of Balin teaching Silas the proper fingers to suck on.

Happy Half Birthday Baby boy

On March 16th, Silas turned six months old! He is crawling, eating tons of food three times a day and sleeping at night in four hour chunks! He is also... believe it or not... pulling up! He does not get the opportunity to pull up very often though. Between the lack of short surfaces and the tile floor I try to keep him off of he gets what he can. He loves to stand up in his crib and pack-n-play. And on daddy. He still prefers his daddy's thumb for chewing and my hair for snuggling. He loves his big brothers. He also really likes our friend Connie at church who watches him while I'm at bible study. Today he didnt even try to come with me he was so happy in her arms. He has no teeth yet and is STILL breastfeeding {doing a victory dance on that one}. As with all my boys he has a lovey. He has chosen his Aden and Anais blankets.. any of them. Give him one and he wil get his two first fingers in his mouth and get some serious snuggle action going. I love his sweet skin, which is at least three shades darker than mine. He also has "see through hair" (thanks Liz for the description) that I hope will grow eventually and that hopefully will stay dark.

busy mama

Dear blog,
  I miss you. lots. But I have a six month old who can crawl and a three and a half year old who is very whiney and attention starved from the last year of pregnancy and baby brother-hood. I want to tell you all about our happenings and even sat down to show you some pictures.. but of course... I can not find my camera cord. So for now, I will leave you with a few of the hillarious things I have heard from...

 my three year
while blowing dandelions into the wind he was wishing for "the grass to grow and my cake to come."

"Remember when gramma came when you were at the hospital getting the baby out of your belly and she was being my mommy and papa came and he was being my daddy?" -remembering his grandparents visist and overnight while I was in the hospital.

to me while I was getting ready for my day "Your the bestest mommy ever!" me "oh really?" "no, not really, I'm just kidding! haha I was joking mommy"

"I'm ready for high school" meaning he was ready to go to church child care

from my seven- almost eight year old
"after my baseball game can we go to the concussion stand?"