Brush 'em Toofies

The boys are finally "brushing their teeth" on their own. I'm ashamed to admit that we haven't been very good about doing it consistently for them, and I put that in quotation marks, because I seriously doubt much brushing is going on. But oral fixation seems to be in full bloom around the Colorado Perkins' home. They certainly do like to chew on the brushes, and I suppose that chewing is better than nothing, but we need to get them working on it better. Best to develop good habits early.

Here are three pictures of Alex brushing his teeth. Sorry about the blurriness. I took them on my phone, and the little bugger wouldn't stay still. Imagine that!

If you're interested in the etymology of this posting's title, ask Mother Perk. I recall her saying it many times to us as children, but I sure don't recall how it got started.

Some "Old" Pictures

These are some "old" pictures of the boys... and by "old" I mean a couple of weeks old. I think these might have been taken Easter weekend when I was in Las Vegas, because I don't recognize them, and in some of the photos that I didn't include, I saw Easter baskets. In any event, I was browsing through Laura's .Mac page galleries, and I saw these pictures. I thought they were too cute not to post on the blof, so... here they are.

A Day at Washington Park With Uncle Rick & Aunt Marcy

Hi Folks! Sorry for those who received the blog update email with only pictures and no narrative. I accidentally hit "Publish" when I was trying to save it as a draft.

Anyhoo... We spent the morning with Rick & Marcy at Washington Park, meeting them for bagels and coffee at the playground. We didn't manage to get any pictures at the playground, but we did decide to take a double surrey for a spin. It was a lot of fun, and the boys had a blast. Here are a few pictures from the morning.

P.S., Yes, I did break out into a rendition of "Surrey With a Fringe On Top."

A Precious Moment and a New Word!

First, apologies, but no pictures in this post.

I've often posted about fun moments with Alex, but today, I got to experience a truly wonderful moment solely with Will. Laura had gone swimming at 6:00 am (I know, hard to believe she'd get up that early, right?), and I had finished my morning ride on the bike trainer, when Will decided he was finished sleeping around 6:15. Alex was still happily snoring away, so I took Will downstairs for a diaper change and some quality Daddy time.

We typically "come alive" in the mornings by opening the shades and letting the early morning light into the living room. So, I did that, revealing a fresh dusting of snow on the ground, which had fallen during the night (and was actually, still falling that morning). I picked up Will so he could look out the window, and I said "Look at the snow, Will!" I made sure to draw out the word "snow" and put some emphasis on it. He pointed out the window and said "snow," mimicking my inflection (although the "s" was very faint, and it sounded more like "no"). I had never heard him say this before, so we continued to practice for a while, before moving to the couch where Will could enjoy a small breakfast of Corn Bitz (think generic Corn Chex) and some milk.

We just had the best time hanging out together. He played with my ID badge while I watched the news and occasionally reached over to tickle him. I think I'll remember that morning forever!

As an aside, Alex, too, has learned "snow." When I got home this evening, he was happy to repeat it back to me several times. We had two little boys running through the house singing "snow! snow!" It seems as though they will be breaking through with many more words in the not-so-distant future. I can't wait! Or can I? :)