Broken

We were at the mall tonight because the boys were so restless being cooped up all week due to the snow. We were heading towards the exit to go to the car when the boys notice a poster. They both excitedly point out the heart to me on the poster. It was a heart-shaped cut out of the back of the dress. Anders declares, "That dress is broken!" David told him to never forget that.

Also, in case you haven't heard, Anders favorite color is green. He only reminds us twenty times a day.

Crib Escapee

David's brother, Jon, was visiting from Calgary last Thursday. We had a blast, playing board games, eating homemade French dip sandwiches, going mini-bowling, and topping it all off with delicious dessert crepes. We had worn the boys out, so much so that Bram took a three-hour-nap. We forgot that we don't let him sleep that long because he is a night owl and won't sleep at bedtime if he does. So we put the boys down for bed at ten, their normal bedtime. David and I usually go to sleep right after them, but with Jon here we stayed up chatting in the living room. David put Bram in his crib and came back out to visit. A few minutes later we hear a thump, a door close, and a pitter-patter of little feet coming down the hall.

We expected Anders, so we were surprised when Bram appeared with a triumphant grin on his face, he had just figured out how to climb out of his crib. It was such a cute, proud grin and we were so caught off-guard that we all busted out laughing. That was a mistake. For the next hour and fifteen minutes, we had a constant battle with Bram every two minutes trying to get him to stay in his crib. 

Luckily, we didn't give in, even though David really wanted to, and we haven't had the same problem since. Bram will still climb out of his crib occasionally, but not every night, and usually not more than once. 

I have the cutest kids. 

Hide-and-seek

A typical game of hide-and-seek at our house goes something like this:

The boys run and hide together and we count to ten. We then say, "Coming to find you!" And Anders immediately responds, "Hiding in my room! Under the bed!"

Tonight, we were playing and after about ten minutes, the boys run off to hide in my closet, so David and I decide to turn off the lights in the rest of the house. Then we told them we were hiding. So they come out of the closet, and out of our room, and into the hall, when Anders exclaims, "What the world! How'd it get dark?" It was so funny that even with a stifled giggle, the boys both quickly tuned into where I was hiding in the dark. 

Bram also took off to hide by himself and when we discovered his was missing, Anders goes, "He's hiding in your closet mom!" We went into my room to find him and I asked, "Are you hiding in my closet Bram?" I hear a barely audible, "No." 

We really enjoy playing hide-and-seek in this family!

Brotherly Advice

Bram fell and hit his forehead really hard on the edge of a chair. He had a huge goose egg. Once he calmed down I told him to look at his owie in the mirror. Anders was standing with him as Bram was about to touch it, "Don't touch it Bram or you'll get owie on your finger too!" Apparently, owies are contagious.

Halloween

Bram was the most adorable trick-or-treater, and not because of his costume. While he did make a really cute fireman, what set him apart was his attitude. He was glee on crack. He had constant high-pitched sqeals of glee and was stomping through any and all puddles in the drizzling rain. He would profusely thank the people at the doors without prompting and often yelled "bye!" Then he would run down the driveway and shout, "mommy! Mommy! Candy!" 

Anders was also pretty cute. He was good at saying "trick-or-treat" but had to be reminded to say thank you because he was so distracted by the fact that people were putting all sorts of treasures into his green pumpkin! It was the most amazing thing. Lol. So Anders loved it but was ready to go home and eat candy after twenty minutes.

Bram made it so fun for this pregnant and exhausted momma. I didn't start off in the best mood, but Bram was so cheerful and happy and adorable that I couldn't help but catch on to his enthusiasm and great attitude. 

We have our ward Halloween party tonight, so we will have pictures of the boys in their costumes to post later.

On another note, last night Bram said, "I wuv you mommy!" without any kind of prompting. I thought I was going to die. Sweet kiddo!