self service

I think more food went in his belly than we cleaned off his face and arms...

my men

doors

This is what happens when preschoolers lock themselves in your office for 45 minutes. 

They apparently didn't like how I had my drawers organized and kickstarted my spring cleaning...

play

Hiding under the table at music class with friends. 

Playmates

We have the joy of taking care of one of the Vassariños' cousins two half days a week. Age-wise, she's smack in between our brood. Size-wise, she's O sized (or he's her size). Maturity-wise, she loves to mother little O. It's hilarious. He's got S, so he's probably accustomed to it by now. In any case, I've been spending mornings wth the kiddos and got to see the two playmates together. It was ADORABLE. O can't talk a lot, but they still chatted with each other, shared with each other, worried when they didn't see each other--so stinking heart-meltingly awesome.

MAMI!!!

O learned how to say 'Mami'!!  Which is so fun since he had names for pretty much everyone else in the world except me. Well, at least it was fun the first dozen times he said it.  Now, when he's in bed an hour and a half after bedtime screaming 'MAMI!!!' at the top of his lungs, not so fun. 

conquering fears

The school carnival happened this weekend. And the twins are now choosing to ride the ponies. Pretty sure there were tears last year.