Whew! We've got so much personality going on here, I'm not sure how I stand it. We have it in spades, and I'm not even sure where to begin. They are so funny beyond words, but I'll try. Noah. What a funny kid. He's kind of like
Harpo. We don't get much verbal communication out of him, but you know what he wants. He makes the funniest little faces. Tonight, it was all about opening his mouth as wide as he could. And today, he just wanted to love on Avery, to be near him, touch him, give hugs (which, depending on balance, can be a disaster.)
Avery, he's all about putting things where they go. Notice the shoes, over the pajamas. He loves shoes (
Sheh) and he knows they go on your feet, so that's where he wants them. He wants them there all the time, except in the car. In the car you have bare feet. In the morning, he finds his shoes and we put them on. Luckily, Grandma Jerry bought a size up so they DO fit over his pj's.
And hats, they go on your head.
Today was bucket day. We started in the laundry basket. Instead of filling it with dirty laundry like I planned, we filled it with babies. Then we moved on to the toy bucket, which is actually smaller than the laundry basket. Of course, both babies have to be in the bucket. Now notice......
...the pacifier clip attached to Avery. This is new. He now wants one because Noah has one. It started with the clip. They both like it, so to avert fights, I give them each one. But we like things to be where they go and with what they go with. Of course that means attaching a pacifier to it. This started on our walks (because it is warm and the sun came back!) He needed it like Noah. Now it's all the time, and the funniest is when he puts the
paci in his mouth, because as you all know, he hasn't used one since he was a few months old, and it's obvious. He sucks on it, but you can tell he doesn't really "know" how. Today, I handed them both their clips, and Noah gave me his
paci. He wanted it attached. Things have places. I love it.
We made it to California, through threat of volcano, high winds, and firestorms, which could only mean one thing...
It was time to party again! Here is the boy's 5th first birthday party. They are now offically five. I think they've had enough cake to last them until then. It was very fun to introduce them to people who have watched them grow up and heard so much about them, yet had not met them. They're rock stars.
Here is Noah with his cousin Lance's scooter. They both thought they were such big boys. 
Dad giving rides while Mimi looks on.
Here a monster is created. We finally had to hide the scooter because Avery wouldn't stay off of it. He would stand on it and just wait for his ride.
