The gass we pass

Tonight after prayers were said and little boys were snuggling in for the night, I laid my head down on Nolan and asked if I could use him as a pillow tonight.  He started wiggling around and I told him he makes a pretty uncomfortable pillow.  Just as I said that, a short puff of gas came out of his rear into my ear.  The kid totally farted on me.  We all instantly broke out in laughter.  I couldn’t believe what he did – and I don’t think he could either.  I shot up from my sleeping position and stood next to his bed.  He was still giggling uncontrollably.  I went over to give Lincoln a kiss and said, so are you going to fart on me now too?  His answer, “ya.”  Thankfully I don’t think he understood what I was asking (and didn’t follow through on his promise.)

Stickery mom

I was sitting on the couch today when Nolan came over with a sticker sheet and decided I would make a good poster board.  After he was done, he told me how “stickery” I looked.  This took place mid-afternoon.  And yes, I kept the stickers on until Jake came home and could take a picture.  What a mom, huh?  Here I am with Lincoln checking out Nolan’s handiwork.

Napkin please

Tonight while I was preparing dinner, the boys were preparing their own once again in their play kitchen.  They were doing so minus the food because it was in the closet, but that didn’t seem to phase them.  The large cardboard building blocks made for tasty pieces of pizza.  At one point, Nolan informed me that they needed napkins.  Rather than give them the paper ones (because I know they would end up getting shredded,) I asked if they would mind using washcloths.  They emphatically responded positively, so I gave them each one.  Lincoln insisted on having me tuck his into the collar of his outfit while Nolan opted for putting his on his knees.  It was quite amusing to watch them talk back and forth (or have Nolan ask Lincoln yes and no questions) while they “ate.”  Nolan is really big into imaginary play lately.  I love it!  And it’s great that he likes having Lincoln play along too.  In fact, the other day he told my mom, “I love my brother.”  So sweet!

Nolan the builder

I asked Nolan to help me put a few boxes of mac-n-cheese in our pantry and apparently he felt the need to take everything else off of the lower shelf in order to do so.  Then he immediately saw the building potential of the said other items and proceeded to build one of his now famous, “high, tall, towers.”  If this kid doesn’t end up being some sort of engineer, I don’t know what he’ll be.

Later in the evening, I was surprised by the boys’ imaginary pet guinea pigs.  Jake took these pictures of us “petting” them.  Too funny!

Cones in the cold

I bought sugar cones last month with the intention of doing an edible craft with the boys, but we never got around to it.  Now that it’s almost February, we’ve been using the cones the way they were intended.  Lincoln enjoys eating the cones from tip to top, while Nolan insists on correcting his brother as he does so.  It’s usually a pretty comical exchange.  Lincoln just eggs on his older brother by munching on the “wrong” end with even more tenacity.  Tonight I set the camera timer and I snuck in the picture with my boys and our ice cream treats.

Tough cookie

Lincoln took quite a few bumps today.  It began at the gym this morning when apparently he fell off one of the large motor “ramps” and bonked his head.  Then as I was getting lunch ready, he wiped out twice on the wood floor.  (One time nearly missing the baseboard.)  After dinner, we were playing “hide & seek” and while I was hiding, somehow Nolan slammed Lincoln’s fingers in the door.  (He now has a bruised pinky fingernail.)  And to end the day, he was running around after his bath and somehow managed to fall head first into his dresser.  Poor kid.  I’ll be watching for bruises to appear in the next couple of days.

Elements 1-10

Jake has been teaching Nolan the elements of the periodic table.  The little man has the first ten memorized.  Why not take advantage of his amazing memory, right?!?

Smells like orange

My mom likes to give the kids clementines as a treat.  (Lincoln LOVES them!)  When we left my parents’ house today she gave each boy a clementine to hold during the trip home.  As I was driving, I thought I could smell citrus.  It wasn’t until I was unloading groceries from the back of the suburban and Nolan said to me “Lincoln is eating his orange!” that I knew my suspicion was correct.  The kid took the peel off of the top 1/3 of the orange and dug in.  By the time I got to him, he was almost done with the entire thing.  He was so proud of himself.  I was pretty impressed, too.  Once we got inside, he felt the need to repeat his achievement with another clementine.  I really should buy stock in fruit.  My kids love to eat it!

Cooks in the kitchen

Nolan & Lincoln have been on a cooking kick lately.  I pulled out the play food from the closet and they immediately dumped out the entire bin.  With aprons on, they began cooking up all sorts of tasty things for me to try.  It was pretty cute.  Nolan would bring me something and then Lincoln would do the same.  Lincoln couldn’t resist trying out the foam corn on the cob.

More “organizing” and “go-karts”

My organizing son struck again.  This time his target was the basement family room.  He cleared out everything in the room (minus the couch) and created a “hockey rink.”  I don’t know what he meant by that.  Maybe it was just the first thing that came to mind when I asked him what he was doing.  I just smiled and thanked him for organizing the room for me.

Later in the day, Lincoln turned one of our wheeled containers into a “go-kart” and rode it down the hallway.  Nolan noticed it was so much fun, he joined in.