Three of a Kind

The boys love to sit together and play. (Or wrestle toys away from one another). They are starting to roll to get to where they want to go, and I fear that crawling is in the near future.

"Sharing" the big fluffy dog.

Sharing Momo's lap. The boys love their Momo. I don't know what they are going to do when she goes home. She loves to sing them little songs and entertain them while they eat. I have a feeling they'll be looking for her & wondering where she went. Luckily, she'll be back in a couple of weeks to catch a plane to Atlanta. We're going to have to watch her close when she leaves, Grandma has been threatening to sneak one of the boys home with her in her suitcase. Luckily, American charges for extra baggage.

Double Duty.

The boys love their sippy cups. Tragically, they are very messy when drinking, but they do love to drink their juice from a cup. Bob and I like that they can hold the cups themselves.
Uncle Joseph amidst some new OU fans. He couldn't let Uncle Stephen throw Baylor out there as the sole college choice. Uncle Zach keeps threatening to buy the kids UT shirts to make Uncle Joseph have a meltdown, but as of yet, Joseph's sanity is safe.

James mugging for the camera during our Valentine's Day photo shoot.

Michael enjoying holding on to both sets of toes.

Smiling Ryan. This boy loves to laugh!

Three of a kind. (All of whom are sporting their love for baseball).

Playing together. When they share, it's so cute, when they tackle each other and wrestle over toys, it's a little more labor intensive for Mom, but still fun.