Ethan my little buddy....

I went to a friends blog, which landed me on another blog. And in this specific post, she was talking about how she realized that they reason why her kids were clapping their hands and shouting "yeah!" when the closing hymn started playing, was not because they were excited about the music. But because they knew it was nursery time.

So today, as the speaker closed his talk, I started looking around at my children to see if they would do anything when the closing hymn started playing. Sure enough, Ethan started screaming, "YEAH!!!" and clapping his hands as fast as he possibly could. LOL! I cracked up! Out of all of the kids, I didn't expect Ethan to rejoice over nursery. I guess I didn't think he knew what was coming next. Poor boy, I need to give him more credit than I do. I have always been so worried about his development. Mostly, his lack of not speaking english. He says very few words in english! His language of choice is full, blown out babynglish. But I seriously think that I need to start getting off of my worry horse and realize that 1) every child develops at a different pace. 2) he's a boy! Boys take longer to talk (so i've heard.) And 3) he IS extremelly intelligent! He's starting to recognize the alpabet. As he walks thru the house, he will see some random letter and say, "B W C (or some other letter inbetween). He is super awesome at puzzles. And even though he can't talk a whole lot yet, he for sure still communicates to me about what he wants. And he does a pretty dang good job at it! So...i'm backing down. I'm not going to stress out as much over him.

Eran took the baby during Relief Society today. Oh. My. WORD! I could not keep my flippin' eyes open during the lesson! Not because the lesson was boring. It was, as a matter of fact, a very wonderful lesson about "lifting where you stand." But I have come to realize that my kids are my fuel that keeps my engine running. And when I all of a sudden find myself without a kid bounching on my knee, climbing on my back, poking (poke. poke? thats a weird word.) and prodding me in the eyeballs and screaming in my ears......I find myself very tired and exaughsted to the core. I told Eran that next time, as sweet as it was for him to take Easton for me, that I need the short one to keep me awake!

Those kids.....they keep me going. and going. and going. And I love them for that!

So, since this post was mostly about Ethan. Here are the lastest and most fav's of my stud muffin of a 19 month old! Who...you guessed it....keeps me going!

Who can resist that face?

And that all around, TOTAL cuteness!

I heart this pictures of Emmy
(but I don't heart her decision to join a nudist colony! She won't keep her flippin' clothes on 3/4 of the time. And then she walks around saying, "i'm cold!" Uh...yeah! *sigh* What do you do about that?!)

And this one!


One word he really knows well, is "baba!"

And I love this one of BriAnn!

Boys n' their toys!

Here's a blast to the past of the little man...

And can you guess who that is? I saw this and thought, oh my heck! That is so Easton (just less hair)! They sure do look alike, don't they?!

Now, i'm going to go find me some chocolate. Want to join me?!