Brothers

This was a LONG time ago, but as you know, I haven't really been faithful to my blog lately. This was one of those times when Benson had been crying for a few minutes, and Richard and I (shamefully) were pretending not to hear. When we finally decided to check, this is what we found. An emptied toy basket, over just Benson's head. A bandana spread across him like a blanket, and Brady taking a lesson from his parents, pretending not to hear the cries. Shame, shame.

I know it's blurry, but I love that Benson has Brady's feet.

Just playing

Sorry for their nakedness- but they're just so darn cute. Check out Benson's rolls. They're getting bigger daily. And Brady's are getting smaller. *sniff, sniff*

I'm told they'll be great friends someday. For now, sometimes they are, and sometimes Benson ends up with a toy bucket on his head. We'll get there.

On an important note- Brady is potty-training! We haven't been real consistent with getting him to try sitting on his potty, but lately, he's really been getting the hang of it! Today, we broke down and bought a pack of pull-ups, because his diaper is on and off so much. He ran in the kitchen today, no pants, and said, "Mommy, come see my tiny stinky diaper!" Indeed, it was a tiny, stinky... He was rewarded with a tootsie roll for that rather than the usual 2 marshmallows. (hee, hee)