My little baby is all grown up. He is so cute I could kiss my computer screen.
He loves a good lego tower. The chonies are his staple attire when at home. I love seeing his little booty in his tity whities i just want to squeeze his buns!
They seriously look nothing alike. Ben had the audacity to say the other day that he really truely felt in his heart that i had an affair with another man and got pregnant with Eli. I had nothing to say to that.
I apologize to the four of you that read this blog of mine for my absense. I really haven't had much to write about and i was waiting to get some good pictures off ben's camera from zeke's birthday but i can't figure out how to get them off. Anyway it's raining outside and i have a wicked cold, as does eli which equals stuffy mom and cranky baby, snotty pants, horribleness. Did that make sense? Who cares anyway back to what i origionally wanted to write about. Zeke turned 3 years old. We had a spiderman party for him at the Y. It was a dress up party but the only people that dressed up was zeke and Eli. Bummer. Oh well it was still fun and Zeke had a blast. He had so much fun that everytime I ask him if he liked his party he says "yeah! (pause) were you there?" I then say "Yes, you ingrateful little person. I was there! I threw the whole party for you. And where is my thanks?? Where is the appreciation? What do i get in return?" No i don't say that but don't you think that sometimes or is it just me??? Just me you say? Well i was just kidding i don't think that way at all.....
