Oatmeal Cookies

While Brennan was napping Tristan and I made some oatmeal cookies. It's a lot easier to bake with Tris than it was to bake with Noah. Tristan just wants to watch and run a little 2yr old commentary. Noah wanted to do everything so he grabbed at things, spilled them, broke them (he's still like that). While I was dropping the batter onto the cookie sheets I would count each one. Suddenly Tristan piped up and counted to 10 on his own!! I didn't even know he was paying attention. I tried to get a video, but once the camera comes out, he's a little hambone. I uploaded it anyway because his brattiness just ends up being endearing when accompanied by those big brown eyes and crooked smile.







Brennan inevitably woke up so I let him play on the floor with some pots and tupperware, which I surprisingly had not done with him yet. We had fun! He was covered in dirt when he got up, but even if I had just mopped it would have been the same story. Crawlers ::sigh:: what can you do? As you can see Bosley was there every step of the way.







Tris has been asking to take a nap at 10:30 the past few mornings. I happily oblige. They both sleep at the same time and Tristan doesn't seem to get grumpy at the end of the day. Plus with an early nap we can put them down at 7:30 and get an extra hour of Mommy/Daddy time to play games, watch movies, talk, fight, clean, whatever we so choose. I am going to have some more hot tea :)
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