the curls do not make the boy.

I used to be in love with Dixon's beautiful hair.

I loved his bed head when he woke up in the morning.

I loved his tightly wound curls after his hair had been wet. 

I thought it was adorable that he looked just like his "learning toy."

I did not mind that he had been mistaken for a girl three times. 

I loved to take pictures of the back of his curly head. 

I especially liked his curls with his rugged, manly, Ugg boots from his Aunt Rachel.

However, when I came upstairs last week and found this...

I bawled my bloody brains out did not cry.

I soon realized that neither the curls nor the hair make the boy. 

What makes Dixon so amazing is his passion for life (and all things that roll). 

His curiosity. His love. His kind heart.

Plus, with all that weight gone...he can get way more air. 

And if I do say so myself, he looks darn cute with a little spike! ;)

tres

Today sweet baby Breckin is three months old.

He is truly one of the most precious babies on the planet.

He is not sleeping though the night. I am secretly loving those extra minutes I get to spend with the little man.

Around our house he is better know as Brex or Baby Brother.

He enjoys being in his swing most of all.

After seeing how fast Dixon has grown and changed, I am enjoying every.single.baby.moment because I know that they grow WAY too fast! 

wordless wednesday. hat trick.

second generation buddies

I truly don't believe in arranged marriages, but if I did I think that Dixon and sweet Morgan would really work
out...:)

Jen, my good friend (since we were our kids' age) came by to visit the other day week. :)

The kids had such a good time playing together and there was no lack of Thomases or green and gray striped shirts! (No, that was not planned, but it was darn cute!)

I swear I got actual pictures with children looking at the camera...however there was no memory card in...;)

of bumblerides and pooposhima.

After contemplating it for almost a year, reading ALL reviews, asking for a TON of advice, testing out many models, and saving my pennies, I finally purchased a double stroller. I went with a Bumbleride Indie Twin in orange. I know that these are a little pricey, but I did find a deal, and have a gift card. Where there is a will there is a way! Plus we use our stroller a TON in the summer, so it will be money well spent!

Here is a little looksy...

Now...what you do not what a little looksy at is what we experienced last night at our home. If Dixon’s diapers are poopsplosions, then last night Breckin had Pooposhima. Not to be out done by his older brother. I do not want to get to graphic for you all out there who are not accustomed to cleaning feces off of places you could never imagine. However, I will tell you that it was EVERYWHERE (walls (yes plural), floor, toybox, changing table, clothing, me, him, hair, crib, ect). I do not know how this happened, but I think this may have something to do with it.

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I never meant to go over TWO weeks between blog posts...

I have meant to post about how smiley and coo-y Breckin has been lately...

I have also meant to tell all of you of our mini vacay to Spencer, in which we all, minus Breckin, ended up with the flu...

I have meant to post about our hard drive crashing and how my computer hero Adam was able to recover all of our files and beloved pictures...

I have meant to tell you all about how Dixon and I have been going to a Mommy and Me gymnastics class...

I fully intended on writing a post on Breckin at two months and telling you how much I think he looks like Dixon...

I would love to write a post about our awesome family trip to Des Moines yesterday...

But I am tired and stressed. I had no idea how hard it would be to work, take care of two baby boys, finish my masters, do laundry, do dishes, keep half way picked up, and blog...

For now I will leave you with a picture of Kayla when she came to visit our little family...

And soon I will update you on all of the happenings of our family. :)