just when I don't, they do.

Just when I think that my absolutely adorable children cannot get any more.... well, adorable, they do! My heart just melts and feels a happy high that can't be explained any other way. At this age, they are learning so many things. They love putting things in containers, taking everything and I mean everything, out of its package and then putting it right back....sometime. ;) They love to explore. They are very inquisitive about almost everything. some things like fans or vacuums are just to scary to be curious about. Brynlee, i've noticed, is in to taste right now. I've have caught her licking rocks, dirt, a bike tire, the carpet, Boyd's arm (which quickly turned to biting!) Great!, and tonight as Eric and I were singing a good night song and rocking the kids, Bryn in my arms, I caught her licking me! I couldn't help but laugh right there in the middle of the finest rendition of I am a Child of God. and Boyd. Well, lets just say he is ALL boy. Tonight, while in the bathtub, Boyd was getting.....musical....sort of. (WARNING: I hate the word "fart" so this story pains me to write, but it is hilarious and so I will in fact, use the word. my apologies if you are offended.) Boyd was standing in the tub splashing his legs around while I washed Bryn. Then it got quiet. All of the sudden I hear 4 or 5 not so musical notes coming from the cutest little boy tush! He just quickly looked up at me and yes, started laughing. Then he proceeded to put his leg up on the shelf of the tub (think, where you put soap bottles), played a few more notes and then realized that if he rubbed his foot around on the shelf, it would make the same noise. So he did that for 5 minutes until his other leg got tired. He thought he was so funny and therefore, so did I!

One thing they do right now that I am loving: It first starts out as chasing around the house. Then a few wrestling moves are involved. Both are having fun at first, then Boyd forgets that Bryn is his little sister. So she starts screaming. Then he starts screaming. (Why do I love this? you ask.) Right as I am getting out of my seat to run across the living room and into the kitchen to break up a very competitive wrestling match, something changes quickly and B and B are grabbing each other by the cheeks, smooshing them together to make the "chubby" face and giving each other kisses, followed by hugs. and. my. heart. melts.