Happy Boys Move

Happy Ty cheering himself on after crawling across the room!

This was the clearest picture I could get of him on hands and knees. I've got it on film, but was too lazy to upload! :)

He'd had it. Ty was sick of being trapped in the excersaucer while Robbie took all his toys, or waiting for Mommy and Daddy to bring him more toys. He had to move. He started showing signs about two weeks ago that he was interested in crawling, and this week, he took off. Already he is so much happier--FREEDOM! I've already forgotten how much more careful I have to be. He climbed one of the stairs yesterday; he eats everything he can crawl to; he follows me everywhere (even on the dirty, wet, kitchen floor). Oh well. Robbie loves it, too. He gets on his hands and knees and crawls with Ty...they both giggle. We are so excited for them both!

Ty's Who Do

Ty's hair has started to change over the last few weeks. It is continuing to lighten (I think he's going to be a definite blonde) but also curl (no huge surprise here, either...Rob and I both had blonde curls). His is not so much a head of curls as curl, though--and right smack in the middle of his head. It's hilarious! Rob says that he looks just like a Who, but I think it is just adorable. It's like a conservative mohawk.

Good Mom

Poor little Robbie has cabin fever; he's been in the house most of the winter either because it is freezing or he is sick. Well, the other day he had had enough. It was raining, well pouring actually, and Robbie begged to go outside. Like any good mother, I gave him an umbrella and boots and sent him on his way (while I stayed in the house). I took this picture when the rain started to pelt and I heard thunder in the distance. He had a great time, though!

The Shirt

It's a little bit of a joke in the family that Rob thinks he's some kind of a mountain man. He tries to hunt, buys camo, wears flannel, talks about owning a farm someday--it's really all hilarious to me (though Rob is totally serious). Well, when Robbie was born, I bought this flannel shirt for him as a joke (so Rob could have his own little outdoorsy son). Well, Rob loved the shirt (surprise, surprise). Now it is Ty's turn to wear the gettup (by the way, Rob dressed Ty in it for church the other week--sheesh!). Anyway, I wanted to post the pictures of both boys so you could see how they are alike and different at the same age.

Robbie and Mommy

Ty and Mommy

Sunny Day!

Mommy & Ty
Robbie hulking over his little trike

It has been cold and gloomy for so long. To top it all off, Robbie had pneumonia and Ty had bronchiolitis last week--breathing treatments every 3 hours for both them (yes, even at night). Well, the other day, the sun was shining, everyone was getting better--it was just a great day. Robbie got out and rode his little trike (he's really too big for it now, and constantly talks about his big bike in Utah at Gramdma's house--he's pretty excited to pick it up this summer), and Ty got to enjoy the sun on his little head--it was wonderful (and just in time...snow comes again on Saturday!).

Bye Bye Locks

The new do! Now Robbie and Daddy are twins!

Robbie's hair beginning to look a little mop-headish

Crazy static hair under a blanket

It was time. We love Robbie's crazy blonde curls, but when it got wet, it was down to his shoulders. The other day I found gum in his hair--it needed to go. I wanted to just trim it, but Rob insisted that we go "all the way." It took a few days for us to get used to it--he looks like a completely different little man, but it's kind of fun for a change. Robbie was excited because he put his hair outside for the birdies--he thinks it will make their bed soft. So sweet!

First Swim

Ty's first time in the swimming pool

Rob teaching Robbie to "walk" along the edge of the pool

One of the coolest things about ATSU this year is that we get free membership to the local Aquatic Center. We finally decided it was time to take Ty for swim--not quite sure how he'd like it. Well, he LOVED it! It was so cute. He was splashing and laughing and kicking the whole time. Looks like we have another fish on our hands. Robbie still loves the pool, too, but is starting to realize that it can be dangerous. We are getting a little more daring with him--letting him go for a few seconds to see how he handles it; he's not a big fan, though, and begs for the noodles now. Oh well.