Dear Mac and Paisley

Mac,

You are my sweet, gentle spirited boy. You're snuggles, social laughs, cars, trains, tv with dad, blueberries, balls, playing outside, 'Pete the Cat' books, being tickled, fried okra, animal cookies, rubbing your ears with lovey tags, Nash, wearing sunglasses, cupcakes, going places and so much more. 

You have good manners, sweet boy. You say 'you okay?' if someone is hurt or crying. You respond 'I'm fine' if asked the same. You've started saying things are 'cute' and 'your welcome' when we say thank you. 

After Labor Day, we took away your pacifier. It was hard for you to go to sleep the first night, but you have done SO well! I am so proud of you! You still have your lovey collection: monkey 'key', zebra and lion. 

You've recently started screaming as a form of communication. It isn't precious or sweet. It's downright obnoxious. We are encouraging you to use your words. 

You're so smart. You have an incredible vocabulary. The other day you said 'cars' and I encouraged you to play. Then you said 'moof' and I said 'you want them to move?' You smiled, said 'okay' and ran to your spot on the couch. Translation: you wanted to watch the 'Cars' mini movie we get on Amazon prime. 

You love animals and their noises. We look for cows when we take LS to school every day. Oh, and you love calling her Scotty like dad and I do :)

I have no idea what you'll grow up to be, but from these days, you will be an engineer like your dad. You love watching how things work- you always have. You'll turn on a toy, turn it over and watch it. Dad says you're figuring out how things work like he used to do. 

We love you, Mac man. 

-Mommy and Daddy

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Dear Paisley,

Sweet girl, you are a riot. You keep me on my toes constantly. You are always by my side no matter where we are. When I'm getting ready for the day, you are on a stool right beside me... mocking everything I do from brushing my teeth to applying make up. I always keep a stool lined up for your arrival beside me. 

You love to suck your thumb. That's going to be a challenge to take away. You love sun glasses, SHOES, going out, new things (you dance as I show you new things for you), Princess Sophia, tutus/dress up, DOLLS (you call  them 'beebees'), your best friend Hudson (pre-arranged marriage?), corn on the cob, twirling, music, keeping the beat, your big sister and anything she's into, going 'night night', your bed (thank goodness!), coloring, applesauce, keeping Mac in line, drinking out of the water fountain (you call water 'bachum' with a german accent), cheese and wearing your pajamas. You do not like vitamins. I have tried hiding them in everything from milk to applesauce, and you spit it out every time. 

 Turning 2 means finally facing forward!

 Preschool open gym

You are SO incredible venturous. You climb any and everything you can. When you are sleepy, you are a gentle girl. You let us hold and kiss on you, then you ask to go 'night night'. Since being in a big girl bed, you have become a little mother to Mac. If he's not awake or laying down when you are, his name is called. You've also started counting to him if he's not listening. Oh my. He's in for a road with more than one mom. ;o)

We love how much fun you are, sweet girl. You make us laugh all the time. You're ahead of your years, little mama to many. I am excited to see what you do with a new little brother or sister. We will see!

-Mommy and Daddy

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M and P,

What a ride we have ridden! We love having twins. It has been super hard (still is sometimes) but so rewarding. We are blessed with three amazing individuals as our children. You three love each other, and it warms my heart. Mac and Paisley, you embrace your time together and apart. You both have gotten SO big- it's amazing to witness. 

We are so proud of you two. We think all three of our kids hung the moon. 

School shopping with Chick Fil A biscuits

2 year check up with Dr. Stephanie

-Mommy and Daddy

Mac's First Hair Cut

In the midst of the December chaos, I realized something... It was something I had denied for quite some time, and I wasn't able to ignore it any longer... Mac had a mullet. It was time to take him for a trim. My baby. Another inevitable sign of him getting bigger and older.

Amy is our friend at Hair Junkie, and she's cut our hair for years. We knew she would be the perfect person to share in this big milestone. ;-) 

{Yes, I'm always this sentimental about our kids.}

 Mac's before... a mullet to the side, if you will.

 He's all finished, and he knows he was such a big boy!

I have his sweet hair in a special pouch. Who knows why except that it's his first precious baby hair.

as always,

ashley

Between the 2012 Holidays

I am playing catch up. I always do. Sorry. It's my life. 

Here's a picture dump of us between Thanksgiving and now. Christmas isn't included- that'll be another post... another day... another nap time. 

Why play with toys when Daddy's iPhone is way cooler... says every toddler I know.

 We got this book from the Dolly Parton Imagination Library, and it is SO sweet. Definitely gift worthy. Moms, bring a tissue. 

 :o)

Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is my chance to have hot coffee... after it's been heated a second (or third) time. It is so sweet to see their love for Mickey- especially Mac. He calls it "KiKi". 

 No idea what happened here...

 We went to the doctor for Mac's stomach stuff. Paisley had gotten it too, and she was at this visit also. I can't believe I don't have a picture of her. It kind of breaks my heart. :o(

We were in the other end of the stomach bug, and I stocked up on probiotics! 

 Each time I open the refrigerator, I have company. 

Four hands and feet find their way as quickly as can be.

 Sweet girl let me get her picture! 

Sunday best! 

It's clear when I get the best 'still shots', right?

 In spite of all the Christmas goodies, toilet paper remains one of their favorite items. 

 Paisley's turn at the doctor! Ear infection :o/

 Hide and go seek?

 Like father, like son. Don't mess with his food ;o)

 Eating Aunt Dee's delicious cinnamon ooey gooey butter cake. YUM. 

(Another eating picture, really? Ha!)

When Jordan came with us to Target the other day, I was able to put them in this cart! 

I could just eat them up, folks. 

 P and Lilly Scott just 'wheely buggin' around.

Next: our Christmas post! Then my half marathon post and New Year's!

as always, 

ashley