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After nap/quiet time yesterday the boys and I headed into the front yard to play in the leaves. It was breezy...windy actually...and a lot of the leaves had blown away. But it was still a good time and of course there are many pictures:






There are only so many pictures you can take of your 7 month old sitting in the leaves...so I had to change things up a bit with Photoshop...a sepia toned one:


Running...


Tossing...


Crunchy stomping...


Tasting...


Sucking...


Shadowed smiling...


A lot of Dalton's pictures have his face in the shadows, otherwise he made this face:




"Chase me, Mommy!"




And changing it up again with black and white:


Good autumny times.

Last night when Jason got home Easton was a total golden child. He greeted Jason with a big hug and a declaration of, "I luff (love) you, Daddy! I'm glad you home!" He must've gotten that "glad you're home" business from a TV show or something because I don't think we say things that way. Cute.

At one point he was whipping his Cuddles around. That can get dangerous so he was warned and then when he did it again Jason asked, "Now what happens?" and Easton answered (completely calmly), "Time out" and went and sat in his corner after putting Cuddles on the stairs. Even when the time out was over he wasn't allowed to have Cuddles back just yet and he was fine with that. We were so impressed with him. Then he went, "I'm going to get Cuddles because I'm drooling" Hee hee. He needed to wipe off a bit of drool and then put Cuddles back in his off-limits spot. Made us smile.

And I realized that my Easton stories were indeed NOT any funnier/cuter just because I was telling as opposed to typing them. Oh well. And Jason said that my nostril probably looked so enormous because that side of my face was in shadow. Good hubby.

What else? We've tried giving Dalton finger foods lately: Gerber puffs and a grean bean. He can put them in his mouth but then he doesn't like what he's supposed to do with it. He makes some great faces. None of which I have on camera just yet. And then he needs to wash it down with some water:


Dalton had a weird night last night. He was really mad for a bit. Don't know what that was about and it's certainly unlike him. Oh well. Easton had a lovely night, though. He didn't wake up till nearly 8:00 and when he did I went in and he said, "I want to have some quiet time." So I said, "You do?" and got him some books. He said, "I don't want me light on" so I left it dark for him and he had some quiet time. I read my own book in my own room because Dalton was sleeping. Yay! A while later I heard Easton calling, "I want to go pee pee!" so I went in and we went and took care of that.

I've been hesistant to say anything because of how last time went, but this is my journal after all so I want to keep track. Anyway, now that we're back from our road trip we're working with potty training again. And Easton took no time at all once again. With two exceptions: he has yet to poop on the potty again, and he either goes commando or prefers a diaper. No underwear just yet. Hmmmm. But, it's actually quite nice, with him in a diaper I'm less annoying to him in regards to asking/reminding if he needs to go. In fact he has taken almost all the initiative. He has shocked me with when he speaks up about needing to find a potty. Let's hope it takes this time around. With him pushing 3 it seemed like a good goal. We'll see...

Okay, so this morning Easton and I made some muffins in our new pumpkin silicone pan:




Dalton looked on:




When Diddlebug went down for his nap, Easton and I did a craft project:






Dudes, his eyelashes continue to amaze me:


After we were finished with the bucket project Easton moved onto headstands. He is pretty impressive. He can hold the position for about as long as I probably could:




Seriously, you can tell how he's holding the position because there is no blurriness in the photo:


Had he been moving it might've looked something like this one:


And, not to be outdone, Dizz has some new expressions for you. He's been making scrunchy faces lately. He's a goober like his brother:




But cute as ever too:


Whew, that was exhausting with all those pictures. Time to rest:


Till we meet again, my friends...