Working On It

Apparently, David and I say, "working on it" A LOT. WE did not realize this until Anders started to use the phrase a lot too.

Me: "Anders, are you taking off your clothes for bath time?"
Anders: "Working on it!"

Me: "Are you picking up your toys?"
Anders: "WORKING on it!"

Me: "Are you getting your water from the fridge?"
Anders: "WORKING ON IT!"

He has got too much spunk.

And Bram. Guess who can say brownie with ease? He is a food junkie for junk food. He would be a very happy camper if all we ever ate was chocolate.

Same As You

Anders is in a phase where it is really important for us to all be the same. When I change Bram, he is always asking to change into the same clothes to match Bram. When David was dressing him this morning, he insisted that he needed a plaid shirt to match his dad (Bram was still sleeping). He has also been obsessed with jeans, because he has noticed lately that mom and dad are the same in the fact that they both wear jeans all the time. So he wanted a pair. We finally went and got him a pair this morning, and he insisted that Bram needed a pair too. So here they are in their jeans. And I have to say, they both rock them!