And Then There Were Two

A day at Clever Park last Thursday found Sarah loving the slide, hating the swing, and trying to kiss a little boy. (Luckily the mom didn't mind!) I think the kissing stems from a two things: regularly practicing on her brother and an instance she had at a restaurant. Chris, Sarah, and I went to the Original Pancake House for breakfast one day when I was pregnant. We met the owner, his wife, and their son who was a little older than Sarah. His Spanish mom had the kids kissing and hugging like crazy.. so cute. Not always so cute when she does it on random boys, though!



A thing or two on this guy... he is really just such a good baby. He has started smiling at me this past week. He even grinned at me in the middle of the night when I was half awake after he vomited cottage cheese-like chunks in my hair. He thinks he is funny like that. He is so low maintance and is so good at tolerating Sarah's smothering. Sarah smothers him with kisses galore, points to and names his body parts, and pokes regularly in his eyes, ears, and mouth... What a sport. I even caught her violently swinging him on his baby swing and he just patiently sat there without a peep. I think he is pretending to be a rapper in this photo...