Dresses?

The other night I told Ryan that it was time to clean up and put on his PJ's.

"But mom, I want my dress on."

Dress? I'm going through all the possibilities in my head as quickly as I can to figure what it is he might want. "You mean these?" pointing to his shoes that he did not want to take off earlier in the day.

"No, I want my dress on."

Dress, dress, dress. Still not coming to mom. "Ryan, can you tell me what it looks like?"

In an exasperated tone, "Mom, MY DRESS ON."

It finally dawns on me - "You mean you want to stay dressed?"

"Yes!" he says, glad that his mom finally got it.

"Sorry kiddo, it's time for your pajamas."

"Okay," he says sadly.

I guess he'll realize the joys of pajamas some other time.

Speaking of dress, here are the boys looking very handsome in their Easter clothes. I haven't had the chance to take a picture of Zach in his cute outfit, but it will happen soon!

Zach's a Girl?

Matthew: Mom, Zach looks like a girl.

Mom: He looks like a girl? Why?

Matthew: Because he has poofy hair, like yours.

*I have to say that Zach's poofy hair is not like my poofy hair. I usually have a part down the middle whereas Zach's fuzzy blond is coming in straight down the middle, almost like a mohawk. We are just happy to have a child with hair before the age of one.

So Sleepy

I put Zachary in his chair last night while I was making dinner. When I turned around to get him out this is what I found:

So sweet!

Growing Tomatoes

Every year we plant tomatoes and we usually have had a good harvest. On Saturday we planted two Bonnie tomatoes and one Beef Steak. As you can see I have also constructed a fence to protect our tomatoes from our boys. We try to let the boys help us plant other things in the garden. Much of the scriptures are agriculturally based and without some gardening experience it is hard to understand. Our boys also love the dirt and to dig. If you haven't done a garden this is a good year to start. Here are some good links about starting your garden: Gardening in Containers and Home Gardening.

Hot Socks

Ryan does not like running around barefoot and has to have socks on all of the time. This morning he was running around with Matthew when one of his socks came off.

Ryan: "Mom, my sock came off. You know where it is?"

Mom: "It's right there on the floor."

Ryan: "Dat's not mine. It's Mafew's."

Mom: "I'm pretty sure it's yours. Bring it over here and I'll help you put it on."

Ryan: "No, dat's not mine. It's cold."

Mom: "It's what?"

Ryan: "It's cold. I like hot socks."

Mom: "Hot socks?"

Ryan: "Yes. I ONLY like hot socks."

So now I know that Ryan's socks cannot be wet, "squishy", too loose, too big, or too cold. Only perfectly fitting, dry, hot socks. Is that too much to ask?