These Younger Children Of Mine

I know, it's only the eighth. You may ask yourself, "why is she blogging already?!" The truth is, I have no idea. It may have something to do with the fact that I am in a task accomplishing mode brought on by the bustle of the holiday season. It may also be that I took an embarrassing small amount of pictures last month and there aren't going to be many posts for me to make today...... Whatever the reason, here I am, 23 days early. 

This blog post is dedicated entirely to my two youngest. These two are so, so full of energy, passion, and stubbornness. They manage to exhaust me within minutes of waking up in the morning with all their antics, and keep going strong all day long with very few breaks. Luckily for them, there are not two children in the world who are more charming. They smile and all is forgotten, they laugh and my energy is renewed. Here are just a few of the things they managed to get into last  month...

James got his poor little fingers accidentally slammed in the van door because he was being overly curious while he was supposed to be getting in the van with his brothers. He was pretty sad for a while even after ice packs and ibuprofen and I don't blame him. I hated getting my fingers slammed in things when I was younger. You can watch the video I took of him afterwards explaining what happened here if you would like. 

David has learned to climb. Everywhere. On everything. He also literally follows me around the house and gets into the things that I am trying to clean while I am in the act of cleaning. Everyone else has at least waited until I have moved on..... Anyway, this day he climbed up into one of the kitchen drawers to see if he could reach the stuff I had put on the counter. Caught in the act!

Reaching for those elusive graham crackers.....

And screaming when they were still too far out of reach. It's so hard to be one. All that energy expended for nothing. Yes, I gave him a cracker. I wonder if he thought it was a reward for his behavior.....

James loves sour cream. Loves, Loves, LOVES sour cream. He often uses the other food on his plate simply as a way to eat the sour cream faster. Sometimes even that is not fast enough and he just dives right in. Oh Jimmer. 

Such a happy sour cream eater. 

And an awesome smile for the camera. I love this sour cream boy. 

This is what David does if I walk into a room and close the door behind me. He just can't stand that I am doing something that he is not allowed to participate in. He seriously follows me around all day long....

And this is my reluctant napper who desperately wants to give up naps but who, on most days, just can't quite manage to make it the whole time without dozing off. Often he does so in the most uncomfortable looking positions such as the one above. 

I love these two maniacs of mine and I am so grateful for every day they grace me with their presence.