Playing Nice

Playing nice is just something that the boys haven't learned yet. They are kind of frenemies. 

Jude is often trying to maneuver around our bump on a log, but it doesn't typically work as he plans. 

The boys are always trying to make a point that there isn't enough space in the apartment...by going into one tiny corner and fighting over space. 

Here's Briasson, just trying to help a bro out. 

But...

It did not work according to Jude's plan. Foiled again. 

Whatever. At least there are cars down here. 

In other news, Briasson's jammies are looking kind of "fitted" here. 

Waffle Shirt

Jude is getting older now, so he requested that we break out his waffle shirt and navy pants. So we did. 

He's a silly man, just hangin with his life size dog and light up toy. Look how excited he is to be wearing a waffle shirt! He certainly is his father's son. 

It is getting chilly out so we had to break out the winter gear. Really I took these pics because he never leaves hats on and he did for some reason and he's cute. 

Right after his first tooth popped out (yay!) He was sticking his tongue out all day long to feel it. As you can tell, it was the bottom left tooth. 

Christmas Elf

It's a well known fact that Jude is a Christmas elf, and Briasson a christmas reindeer. I guess that leaves Santa or the Grinch for Marin. Jude recently wanted to play the part a little more thoroughly. 

I can't play right now, I have to get back to Santa's workshop and make some wooden toys. 

What? A candy cane? Okay. I can take a break. 

Alas, the children need their toys. 

Listen, it's just a fact. Elves are sad when they need to work instead of snacking on Christmas goodies. He knows it. But don't worry, he soon took off his hat and was a much jollier fellow. 

Protective Custody

You can see in this picture why Jude may need to be placed in protective custody. A BITE ON THE BUM. 

And moments later, A BITE ON THE HAND. 

Maybe a bite on the camera?

Pay for your sins with junk toys. 

Briasson, don't grab there. 

Flash Attack

Here are a few more pictures of Briasson responding in a very...Briasson way...to the flash of a camera. 

Maybe it was just too early for that kind of chaos. 

CAUGHT IN THE ACT. 

I do not have anything in my hand. 

FLASH ATTACK. 

Going Places

When Jude spotted a puff on the other side of his walker, he decided it would be easier to crawl through the bottom rather than around. 

It wasn't. But he got the puff. 

Two buddies. 

Glasses Bound

We are building a table, and Jude is such a good like wood working helper. Boring tasks like sanding are much easier with a polky dot peep. 

  

I recognize that this is not his most manly of outfits, but it's warm. Listen, if uncle John can survive after patent leather shoes and ladies undies, I think Jude can make it through this. 

Between Robert's cone shaped eyes, and my near blindness, Jude is doomed for glasses. I hope he wears them when he is little if he needs them because little kids are cute in classes. Anyway, we tried it out with his 3d chalk glasses from gooma. 

I do think that if he has glasses as a kid, it may be hard to get him to wear them. 

Unless I hold him down. Oh well. If we homeschool, that will be my job. 

A quick pic of the rapid escape which occurred moments after he ripped off some foreign peeps from him mobile. So naughty.