It's 9 o'clock at the Grant household, and I'm starting to think that either: a) my children hate me or b) my children think I am the most entertaining person alive. Why do you ask? Because as all the good little boys and girls around the world are sleeping at this hour, BOTH of my children are rolling around in their beds talking to each other. I just did another scan, and Elizabeth was sitting up in bed. (
Belle, you can't sleep sitting up. Don't even ask about the new name.) Adam is kicking his legs and throwing out one and two word phrases in his loudest voice possible. At least his head is on the mattress, so I let him be.
Sleeping is awesome. If someone told me that I could go to bed at 9, I'd be snuggled up dreaming away. Why me?!
Yesterday Adam turned 20 months old. Here is a picture of him in his element. Adam is a total motorhead and loves anything with wheels. He got to go to the fair this week and most of his time was spent checking out the tractors.
Today Josh picked up a hot find on Craigslist. Adam thinks his new cycle is awesome!
The anguish of having to share. Being the first born means that Elizabeth is usually the one having the cool coveted items. She didn't care for it when the tables were turned.
We finally dug the trike out of the box in the basement. A Christmas gift that never got opened. Our new cement is awesome for riding. I tried to talk Elizabeth into buying a bigger bicycle and after many attempts she finally said to me, "Mom, we'll talk about it when I'm in kindergarten." Guess she told me!
The kids are having a blast at home with Josh this summer. It's been lots of playing outside, sleeping in, and doing whatever they want. I think Josh is starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel because a 1.5 and 3.5 year old are so much easier than having babies!
New sunglasses. Adam looks like Ray when he wears them because his head is always tilted back. 
