I thought I would just take a quick minute to share some of the funny things that our boys have been saying and doing lately.
Brady: When prompted to go to the potty, he puts his hand in your face and says "I'll TELL you!" Yeah, he totally give us the set-down.
"We only have Daddy's peanut butter? Awww, for Chr@#* sake!"
"I got TWO Easter baskets!", when he woke up and saw his and Carson's.
When saying our evening prayer " ...to who Od's love EMITS us here..."
"Mommy, we're best friends in the whole wide world" (Don't worry, he has more than one...no one needs to off me)
Carson: Our jolly little boy, who shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of jelly, has been crying when we put him down to sleep. If we go in to check on him, he stops crying immediately and smiles at you. Honestly, the kid's pretty smart. My defenses are rendered useless against his tricky tactics.
When he's finished eating, he blows raspberries all over the "feeder". BUT, today, he tried applesauce for the first time and, needless to say, not a drop was spit, spilled, or left in the jar...and I've never seem him cry tears more real than the ones he cried when the jar was empty. I think it's safe to say that he has his mother's sweet tooth. Sigh.
"Mowa" is how Brady pronounces the word "more" since we aren't quite there yet with the "r" sound...and "mowa" was what he kept asking for from his Easter basket. The bunny was very good to him, and I must admit that I have been sneaking a treat here and there (he doesn't need all of that sugar!). 
I could go on and on about how handsome my fellas looked on Easter, but I'm sure that you are all sick of hearing about it. We may not have had a very nice day (it's just not the same spending it alone), but at least we looked good!
At St. Clare's Monastery in Brenham, Texas the pony that Brady was petting (yes, it's really shorter than him, it's not an illusion) was NOT the smallest one that we saw. They were so neat and tiny...and I can't even express just how happy it makes me to be able to use my "little horse" joke. Ahhh, it's the little things.
See how I used alliteration there?...um...Anyway, I think that I mentioned before that Brady is in a phase where he makes a constipated face whenever we try to take pictures. In this particular case, I don't really think that it mattered. He looked so cute sitting in a field full of blue bonnets by the side of the road in Chappell Hill, Texas...it didn't really matter what face he was making. We took a lovely day trip that ended in the discovery of an amazing new outlet mall! Sometimes, life is just so good.
Whereas Brady formerly sprang into a smile when he shouted the word "CHEESE", now he manages to look constipated, and even a little annoyed. Oh well, I am their mother and I am entitled to think that they are the most handsome boys in the world (Nonni, Grandma Janet, Grammy, G-Non, and Boo, you are all supposed to think that, too...it's your job.)
"They" say that we should appreciate everything that our children do because they grow up so fast. Well, Jeremy and I decided to just go with the flow and skip Carson right into a "big boy" bed. He seems ready, don't you think?
I thought long and hard about whether this picture was appropriate for our blog, but in the end, I just couldn't help myself. We are so proud of our little boy, and how hard he is working to become potty trained! Obviously, Jeremy is teaching him a thing or 2 because that's the hand-held Yahtzee game that he's playing. Brady is getting so close to being finished with diapers, but we could use a little prayer from everyone to get there a little faster!
