This is poor Andrew at dinner last night. He never did eat anything and went to bed at 6:30, but apparently he woke up hungry. He ate a bowl of Cheerios, 4 slices of bacon, some strawberries, a scrambled egg, and to top it off, a chocolate Whoopie Pie. It was enough to fuel him for a morning of fun at the playground.
And in honor of reaching 12 weeks old, Matthew decided he would sleep through the night. He ate "dinner" at 6:30 and went to bed at 7:30, but when I tried to wake him up for his nighttime snack, he wasn't interested. He didn't wake up until 6:30 am!
I was busy feeding Matthew when Stephen used the potty, and instead of waiting for me to be done, he took matters into his own hands. The underwear was on backwards and both of his legs were in one leg of the shorts. And below is Joe Cool on his all-purpose vehicle (it changes from motorcycle to train to pickup truck at a moment's notice).
The three rugrats and I are headed to Virginia for a few days. I think I'll keep a running count of the times I hear "Momma" during the 5+ hour drive. It should be interesting.
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