Naptime

I used to love naptime. Hamilton would sleep 2-3 hours, allowing me to do productive tasks as well as the not-so-productive ones that make me happy. Now Hamilton doesn't nap everyday (grrrrr), and it is rare that he and Beckett sleep at the same time. So, when the magic day occurs that they DO sleep simultaneously, I feel a lot of confusion and pressure about how to spend that precious time. The other day (after eating and doing dishes) I'd narrowed my choices down to (a) shower or (b) take a nap...both kind of necessary that day. I thought maybe I'd sleep better not being gross, so I hopped in the shower. I got out to discover that I'd made the right choice because when I came out, I looked in the bassinet and saw this...

Kind of disappointing, but babies have a natural protection from sad, sleep-deprived mommies:

they are just too cute to be mad at for long.

Hamilton...

• ate the white eraser off a pencil and said, "That's not a marshmellow!"
• tried to lick Beckett's head multiple times this morning.
• is obsessed with Finding Nemo...most especially Mr. Ray.
• on our way out to pick Alex up from the freeway (broken-down car)...Me: "Do you want to go rescue Daddy?" Hamilton: "Yeah! And be a scarecrow?!" Me: "No, no...RESCUE."
• whispered to Beckett: "Can I tell you a secret? I love you." I do this to Hamilton :).
• calls Beckett "buddy," "little fellow," and "Baby Beckett."
• was jumping into a pillow pile last night and kept saying, "Beckett, did you see that?"
• wants a skateboard.
• ran around the house testing out his new sneakers.
• has most of his books memorized.
• walks around with his keyboard saying, "I'm going to work on Yo Gabba Gabba." I once asked if he was "DJ Hamilton," and he gave me a weird look and said, "No. DJ Lance." Ahhh...TV.
• wanted Heidi and Miles to come over the other day. Kind of a long trip for them...too bad.
• loves watching movies of himself.
• often requests that I "play catch" with him
• was driving me crazy, so I said, "I'm getting sick of this." To which he responded, "No. I'm getting sick of this!"
• won't let me sing along to music in the car. He says, "No Mommy! I'm going to do it!" And this is not kid music...for example, he currently sings along to a Dave Matthews song, Phoenix, Frightened Rabbit (yikes..kind of potty-mouths those boys), Fleet Foxes.
• won't eat bread (he only ate the frosting off the above cinnamon roll), but likes cantaloupe, pickles, and cauliflower.
• is hard work but worth it. :)

Happy TWO Months, Beckett!

Beckett is two months now...unbelievable! Here's what we know about this little guy these days:

• He's still a good baby...it must be real. :)
• He's quick to smile.
• He has blue, blue eyes...hope they stay, doubt they will.
• He is starting to make "coo-ing" noises at me...good conversation.
• He grunts a lot in his sleep.
• He still dislikes being naked and having his diaper changed, but he's getting more okay with it.
• He has burps that would make Homer Simpson envious.
• He's getting into a nighttime sleep routine: 9pm-fall asleep on Daddy's shoulder; 3am-wake up; 7-ish: up again. Not bad! :)
• He's super tough: went 24+ hours without food (only an IV) and underwent surgery.
• He likes his pacifier but not totally dependent on it (hooray).
• He's eating a lot and gaining weight!

He's already showing off his scar. :)

Funny Boys

It is very true that the boys often drive me nuts, but they just as often crack me up. Here are just a couple examples...

Sometimes I bring Beckett into our bed in the morning to try and get a few more minutes of sleep. He often stays in bed longer than I do (thanks, Hamilton) and gives me a glimpse into his sleepy, lazy teenage years.

During dinner recently, Hamilton decided he wanted chocolate milk and water. Fair enough...but at the same time?!

The Latest Feats

Today's post is a celebration of the current feats of the boys:

Beckett smiles...and survives Hamilton.

Hamilton climbs.

Hamilton + Alex + Happy Meal =

on an unrelated matter...Beckett gained 5 ounces since Monday!!