My Kids Are The Cutest

I'm sure yours are cute too, but mine take the cake in my book. :)

Weston

Weston is such a little grown up. For example the other day there were Cars magnets on the kitchen floor and I called out something to the effect of, "Who left the Cars magnets on the floor? If they don't get picked up in the next 30 seconds they're going in the trash!" (in a super nice voice, of course). And he ran in saying "Sorry Mom. Quite by accident I left them out." Quite by accident? Where did he pick that up? I'm sure I never talk that properly, so it must have been from his teacher at school or something.

Weston is such a baby. When he doesn't get his way he pouts and huffs. Here he is at Davin's birthday party after he was told to let Davin open his own presents. Apparently being 5 is hard sometimes.
Weston is such a sweetie. He coos and talks to his baby sister with so much love. He is really a very kind big brother to Davin most of the time. I have to remind myself of how great a kid he is so that I'm not too hard on him and so he knows I love him. The other day we were going through all the books on the boys shelves weeding out the ones that were falling apart or that we don't read anymore. I pulled one out called "Mommy's Little Boy." I was going to put it in the DI pile since we haven't read it in ages and it is just a cheap dollar store type of book, but Weston caught my hand and said, "Mom, don't throw that one away! I always read that when I'm crying. Sometimes when I'm in trouble I don't think you love me." Oh my goodness, funny and break my heart at the same time. I sighed and gave him a big hug and told him for the thousandth time that I always love him. :)

Davin

Davin's preschooler speech is adorable. My favorite is when he is angry at Weston or trying to get him to do something he calls him Weston Wobewt. It's hilarious. About 6 months ago he used to call him Weston James when he was mad because that's what he gets called (Davin James) when he is in trouble or being told to do something (usually for the 5th or 6th time).

Davin is smart. He knows all his letters. He was wandering around the house yesterday singing the ABC song. This morning when I turned on A Grand Day Out (Wallace & Grommit) he got all excited and said "Dat my name! Dat my name on dere!" Whenever he sees a capital letter D he thinks it is his name. :)

Davin loves to pretend. He is very rarely Davin. He is most often Buzz or Spiderman, either flying or shooting webs. He also like to pretend to be a puppy or kitty. As you may remember from a previous post, he will want to be pet, eat food off the floor, and bark incessantly. Who needs a real pet?

Davin is a peanut. Weighing in at only 26 pounds at age three he is a lightweight. We love to throw him around when we play. He is also still a great size for snuggling. Lately he has been wanting hugs. He'll come in (usually while I am feeding Talia or otherwise occupied) and say, "Mom, you dive me hugs? Pweease?" How can I say no to that? I can't. Sometimes he has to wait, but I love giving him big hugs and loves so it works out.

Talia

Her cuteness really needs no explanation. She just is. I love how her face lights up when she sees me.
She is getting really good at locking her legs and standing. She can also sit up in the Bumbo for a few minutes without bobbling too much. She is a mellow, happy baby (for the most part). She doesn't like to miss out on the action though because she rarely naps while we are on outings. She still wakes up once each night, but is going to sleep in her crib at night on her own just fine. She takes her naps during the day in the swing. She is still mostly nursing, but gets 1-2 formula bottles each day depending on how much we are out. She loves to be naked. I usually let her hang out in her crib and watch her mobile for a little while in just a diaper before getting her in jammies. She is happy for baths, and I think she's going to love summer when all she has to wear is a onesie. :)

Being a mom is a pretty great job. There are days where I wish I could be the one leaving for "work" in the morning instead of Ian, but then I remember how much I would miss out on.
Life is good.