This is what it's like having a big sister

You get to play dress up!

 Your ride to pick up chicks...has chicks on it...

And you get pictures of boobs.

"Yook, Mom! Dey match!"

In Scarlett's defense, the baby she was drawing did have boobs.

Aren't sisters the best!

I've always wanted a blue eyed baby

I knew I had to marry someone with blue eyes, because I HAVE to have a blue eyed baby. Some want their girl, their boy, their whatever...I want my dang blue eyed baby.

But I guess for now this brown eyed guy will just have to do.

August is not much of a water baby. He lasts 15 minutes and gets cold. I wonder wear he gets that from? Possibly from a father that freezes in Hawaiian beaches dead of summer.

He is still quite fond of climbing, and hide your crayons. He'll eat'em. Markers too.

"Intz" or "Dis"+ pointing = wants.
Says both dada and mama, but only if we're not in the room.
He says yes, but not no. Waves and says bye...but when he does it to me when I leave, it makes me not want to leave so much :/
"daydoo" = thank you.
August hugs are the best. August kisses are even better, although we need to work on the open-mouthness of it all. I finally got my cuddler after Miss Scarlett the non-cuddler.
August can stand up on his own and take a few steps.

Today we blew out some candles. I can't believe this happened one year ago.

We had a mini monster party with my family here in town. August kept looking at us to make sure that this was proper cake eating etiquette. You've got it dude.

Then, he ate nothing but icing. And learned he could fling it on the floor.

Today he had a birthday. 

WHAT THE HECK?!? 

Today he had a birthday. 

August is one.

Meh. That blue eyed baby ain't coming any time soon. I'm keeping what I've got. Those deep-get-lost-in-his-gaze brown eyes and all.

So, does he walk yet?

Since August started crawling and climbing before Scarlett, I for sure thought he'd be walking by now. At the end of the month he'll be a big 1 year old! I must say though, I'm really glad he's not. Newby walkers are the worst, or so I thought until we had August.

August can get to where ever he wants to be. He's tiny, but man can that kid climb. 

"Where'd August go?" usually means trouble.

Saturday night after putting the kids to bed, August was crying (not super unusual). August was stuck up straddling the side of his crib.

Sunday afternoon. August isn't to be heard from. He was found standing in the toilet.

Sunday evening. August again is suspiciously quiet. Here's where we found him.

(He can shimmy his way onto the toilet and then up to the counter from there)

Today he made his way onto the kitchen table.

So, does August walk? Nope, with climbing skills like this, who needs to walk?

Memorial Day Extravaganza!

Michael has few days off during the year, and Memorial Day happens to be one of them. We wanted to do something fun so we headed out to Bonnie Springs.

We rode the little train. Scarlett thought it was super cool!

We met some new furry friends. The zoo was much smaller than I expected, but they have some cool animals like a cavy, wallaby, bob cat, wolf, and half-wolf-dog-thing.

The ugliest alpaca ever. And meeting baby birdies. See August's little finger? Pointing and babbling is the coolest over here right now.

Feeding the crazy deer.

August's thought bubble, "Seriously? Stop taking my picture." 

P.S. It's all dirt and gravel. Umbrella stroller = worthless.

Jail—"Scarlett, make a sad face." Well done, Scarlett. Well done.

They did cheesie little skits every hour or something, and the black guy was always the one in trouble, in jail, being hanged. Coincidence?

Overall, it was a nice-should-go-at-least-once kind of adventure but a bit pricey ($10 for adults and $7 for under 12).

Oh yeah. And supposedly it's haunted. They told us after we had gone through all of it and after the merry go round moved on it's own while we were on it.

Gilcrease Nature Sanctuary Take 2

Here's Take 1.

We visited Gilcrease again, this time with some friends. A lady that worked there gave us a whole bag to feed the goats...from the outside. I learned my lesson from last time.

Gotta love Ellie's method of feeding the goats! 

Hungry hungry goats!

August, the chick magnet.

"You've got some serious nose holes..."

 Scarlett loved this little horsie. He was quite friendly.

Ellie did not enjoy him nearly as much.

And Brooklyn thought everything was hilarious!

We had such a fun time!

And just like that it was time to go home.

Kite Flying

100 degree weather is in our forecast the next week. Wishing for more days like these...

Perfect kite weather.

Perfect friends.

Perfect discoveries.

Perfect smiles.

And beautiful babies.

P.S. It's super hard to take pictures of people flying kites. And eating at the park with kids is stupid. 

The End.

Monkey (not the greasy kind)

August not only is the polar opposite of Scarlett in looks, he is opposite of Scarlett in every possible way. And when I say every possible way, I mean every possible way. 

The kid thrives on meat, although it doesn't show. Scarlett wouldn't touch the stuff until she was over 2. Last weigh in August didn't even meet the 5th percentile. So, we uncelebrated by having a McDouble. Dr.'s orders. Well, that's not exactly what he said...

August loves bath time! He stands and growls at the running water until you put him in. And he LOVES laying on his back. Scarlett to this day will not do this, but she does love water!

August is a fan of rides! (I guess they do have something in common...)

He also party crashes tea parties. My favorite quote from Ellie, "Scarlett, will you ask your mom to move your baby? He's eating the plates."

August is a climber and always "helps" me out during dinner.

Always.

I'm pretty sure he knows his was around the kitchen better than Michael.

August is also fearless! Everything is a challenge and something to be conquered. 

These are just funny and had to put them in. Scarlett is obsessed with mustaches! August kept trying to eat them.

T-2 months to August's very 1st birthday. 

*Tear*