Firsts

We reached several milestones today! I'm so proud of my boys!

The Friendly Hero's Firsts:
1. He went to the potty all by himself. I was upstairs changing a diaper and dressing a boy when I come downstairs and the FH is on the potty. He had taken off his pants and underwear and pulled the stool up and used the potty--all by himself. He was patiently waiting for me to come and wipe a bottom.

2. He was at the playground and started crying. He decided that he wanted to be sad outside. He told me that he wanted to stand on the playground and be sad. I was sorry about this first--but at least he was communicating.

The Peaceful Hero's Firsts:
1. He rolled over! This morning we were getting his brother ready and I look over and he rolled over from back to front, and then continued on to his back--right into his dresser.

2. Rolling into a dresser. He was so mad and screamed up the wazoo. Consequently, since this was also his first time rolling over, the rest of the day he made no second attempts. He didn't even do his half roll over.

3. He broke his first tooth! He has one tooth on the bottom in the center. We have three other teeth that are close, so we don't know which tooth will be the second tooth!

We are so proud of the boys! I desperately tried to think of first things that I did or the Bug Hero did today, but I could only think of a LAST for the Bug Hero. The Bug Hero took his LAST class as a Master's Student. He is a week away from finishing Master's Work and starting PhD work. We're pretty proud of him too. I didn't do anything cool today. Except document all these other cool things.

More Easter

This is what Easter looked like at our house:

Really? This CANDY is for ME?
Hey Dad! Mom is giving me CANDY in the EGGS!

I really like this Holiday!

We do our Easter Egg hunt on Saturday. On Sunday, Friendly Hero comes up to me and asks "More Easter." I tell him that Easter is today. He insists "More Easter." So I tell him the Easter story and explain about how happy we are that Jesus came back to life and that He loves us. The FH listens solemnly and looks at the pictures. Once I'm done he looks at me and says, "More Easter." I tell him that this IS Easter and that we celebrate with candy because we're so happy Jesus is resurrected. FH closes the book of pictures and says, "No more Jesus. More candy." I've been laughing ever since.

The Peaceful Hero really loves solid food:

The only problem with it, is it keeps slipping out--so fingers are necessary to hold the food in the mouth.

He gets a little bit messy, but who can deny a face like this?
The Problem? He flaps his arms:

And again here:

The Solution:

Eating without pants! Life is cool when you're six months old.

So cool that your big brother has to do everything like you. Or at least try your food. Because food is serious business at our house.

But FH also wants to be like Mom and take pictures:

Not bad, eh?

We love lunch time!

0.5 is still Zero.

The Peaceful Hero is 6 months old today! He's not really sure what to think of the camera. I got him to smile up until the camera came out. Then he looked like he wanted to cry. But he did enjoy being outside today! He is a big boy! He still doesn't roll over. He's started to show desire, but as soon as he starts trying, his big brother comes over and yells, "PH! Roll OVER!" and pushes him over. The end result--PH does not need to roll over, because FH will help.

Speaking of the Friendly Hero. Here's his style:
McQueen Sunglasses. Mater Hat. Mater has to go backwards, because he can drive backwards. McQueen sweat shirt. Noticing a theme?

One quick story about the Friendly Hero. Tonight at Family night, we were talking about Jesus and how He loves to save people. We told the Friendly Hero that Jesus hurries to help, whenever we have an EMERGENCY! Friendly Hero immediately started making a siren sound, Wee-Ooow, Wee-Ooow. Just like our emergency book. I had to hide my face because I was laughing so hard. But yes, Jesus is waiting for our emergency calls, and then He will help-He's on His way. FH looked at us and said, "yep." like it was no big deal. I love his little testimony and love!

Dear Dad:

Dad:

I miss you while you're at school. Also, I was pretty upset that Mom let Peaceful Hero post a letter before I did. I mean, I'm TWO! He's Zero. I want you to know what I do while you're at school.

1. Camera. Mommy Camera. I love the camera.
2. Cars. Uncle Bob brought me these cars. King watch me. McQueen watch me. Chic Hics watch me. They watch me do everything. They say VOOM! I love it when they watch me pee in the potty. Pooping in the potty is even better.
3. Peaceful Hero has cool toys. I like to play with them. I can climb in by myself.
And climb out.
4. Laundry. I love to help Mom with the laundry. I give Myself High Fives. I High Five. I also sit in the washing machine. It's cool.
Daddy, come home.

Love,
Friendly Hero.

P.S. Mommy says to wish you luck defending your thesis today. Whatever that means. Bring home one of those bug cookies that have been off limits for me.

Dear Mom:

Dear Mom:

I want you to stop being worried about my lack of desire to roll over. I just don't want to--and here are the reasons why:

1. Look at these adorable rolls. Whenever they are seen, people love them. When I become mobile, these knee dimples, rolls, will disappear, and we have worked so hard on making them together. 2. Elbow Dimples. These are really hard to make Mom. I've worked hard eating all the cream you give me and then asking for more. I'm afraid these will be the first to go, and I'm not ready to give them up.
3. Look at that effort! I'm adorable! Fat is cute when you're 5 1/2 months old!

4. I know that you think that I think it's a race. It's not. I know that I'm wearing clothes The Friendly Hero wore when he was 11 months old. I know I'm not six months old and I'm in 12 month clothes. If it were a race, I'd try competing with Uncle Bob. He was 17 lbs by 3 months old. Keep that in mind.
Besides, The pants don't need to be rolled up, just almost rolled up, so I'm almost tall enough for them.

6. I can hold up my head! See! I'll roll over when I want to.
7. I've decided to be fat instead of mobile. Count your blessings. I stay where I'm placed. The Friendly Hero doesn't do that!

Love,
The Peaceful Hero

P.S. To all you who are wondering--I'm Exhibit A. Mom wasn't sure if it would be that hard, because you've all seen the picture of The Friendly Hero before. I still thought that it was ok to put up, because we do look a lot a like.

Brothers

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Brothers? I think so. Strong Genes? Definitely! Can you identify who they are?

Fire Station

Two weeks ago, we went to visit our friend, S. at his Fire Station. We know S. because of our Grocery Store. The Friendly Hero has fans in every department. He loves to stop and talk with them and tell them about his life--cars, potty training, prophets, playground, Peaceful Hero, helicopters, fire trucks, garbage trucks, whatever strikes his fancy.

S. is our produce guy and a Fire Man. He invited Friendly Hero to come ride on his Fire Truck.
Friendly Hero and S. (This is a bad picture, but I was holding a 5 month old as I took it. It could be a lot worse.)
We invited our neighbors to come with us, and this is T. and Friendly Hero's head poking out. He was so excited to be sitting in the Beg Rhead Tuck. His life is complete.
Here is the best picture of the day, because my friend is holding Peaceful Hero. Friendly Hero still talks about the Fire Truck and whenever we drive past the station, he asks to see S. on the Fire Truck. He's got a great memory! S. even invited us to come back in the summer. (I told you FH has a fan club.)