Brothers at just under 3 months

Fall in California

Okay, so fall in California consists of a few overnight temps in the 40's, pumpkins, and the changing of the liquid amber. So, when you have liquid amber in your yard, and you are a three year old boy, this is how you celebrate fall...

Halloween

I forgot to post a picture of Scott in his dragon costume for halloween...

The Eyeball Song

Scott was at a conference this evening and my parents were out playing Bingo, so I promised I would take Ilan to the play place. Traffic was really bad so we had plenty of time to sing songs. Ilan requested the eyeball song. You know: The B-L-I-E. Yes, that's the girl for me. Stand alone. Word of God. the B-L-I-E. EYEBALL!

It really doesn't matter how many times I tried to tell him it was BIBLE...the boy just loves to shout EYEBALL!

Halloween

This year we went to the festival at Opa and Oma's church for Halloween and then we went trick or treating. It was pretty hard to get a good picture of Ilan in his Dragon costume because he was too busy playing, but here are a few...


Opa in his "wedding costume" as Ilan called it. Actually he is Charlie Chaplan.

My Tigers

Aitan in the Halloween tiger costume


Ilan in the Halloween tiger costume

7 Weeks

Aitan turned 7 weeks today. Everyone says it, but it still is amazing how quickly the little ones grow. He's become much more alert when he's awake and started smiling last week. He's very interested by his big brother, but really doesn't like it when big brother places pillows over him and wants to build a cave for him.

Juxtaposition

I've received a broad spectrum of comments about the boys and whether they look alike or nothing alike. These pictures are taken at about the same point in life. What do you think?

You know what?

Ilan and I have a little game we play...it's not really a game, but it's just one of the ways I like to tell him that I love him. It used to be that I would ask him "You know what?" and he would say "What?" and I'd say "I love you."

As he got older it turned into me asking him "You know what?" and he'd say "Yes." and I'd say "What?" and he'd say "I love you."

We haven't played this little game in a while and so yesterday when I asked him "You know what?" he said "What?" and I said "I love you." Then he said "You know what?" and I said "What?" and he said "I love you." I replied "I love you, too." Then he said "You know what?" and I said "What?" and he said "I love baby brother." (who, by the way, goes by brother, baby brother and least often Aitan) He then continued to list all of his loved ones in no particular order...Abba, Nana, Papa, Opa, Oma, Nina...