Remember this.

Stop with all the cuteness.

Children's museum in San Luis. Incredible.

Graham and Paul Pastusak studying the course.

I've never known a 2 year old so obsessed with golf. 

So we met Kyle on the 7th hole.

I've never seen him so happy in my whole life. He was spilling with joy. I mean, have you EVER seen him smile for the camera like this?

aaaaaaand then he told me he'll just wait in the stroller until they get to the 15th hole.

I mean, obsessed. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day!! 

Madness arrived. Kyle had Graham actually make choices for his bracket.

He gave him grief for choosing Steven F. Austin.

But guess who made it to Sweet 16?? Boom.

Friday morning cousin time with "Stink" the trash truck.

Skipping morning naps is hard...

Morning doughnut surprises are one of our favorite things lately.

Happy 29th Birthday, Kyle Chandler.

Bennett: Eye on the prize.

A visit to Grandpa Sock's store means lollypops and endless home furnishings.

Happiness is when your  French neighbors give you a waffle cone FILLED with giant marshmallows.

Grandma Carolyn's birthday wish: a family bike ride. 

And buckling these boys in as close as we can get them.

Opening day!

Let's go Dooooooodgers!

Bennett can say "Da-ya" now!

And "Gaaaaaa" for "game" in the baseball song!

But let's be real. His first love is still "ba-ka-bol".

Everytime we go to Target Graham asks to go to the baseball stuff. 

So we go. Because who doesn't want to help their kid love Target runs?

G finally likes his covers. And naps. 

And I love these little feet. And I wonder where they will take him.

Remember this: "Mom, would you like to share some blanket with me?"

Yes. Every time yes.

Just us and the animals.

Note to self: If you ever want some private time with the zoo animals and staff, go on a rainy week day. Almost awkward at times, we were definitely four out of the thirty five people there. Which was amazing. No crowds, no lines, private viewings, private shows, private interviews with the trainers, and tip-toeing past the flamingo "chat with zoo keeper" time because we felt bad we weren't stopping to hear his shpeal. We touched sting rays and fed giraffes and brushed goats. We had a picnic in the pouring rain. We were the only "archeologists in training" at the dinosaur pit. Needless to say, it was fantastic.

We'll be back, Fresno. If it ever rains again.

Hello One Year Old Bennett!

Talk about the fastest year of our lives.
Bennett Scott you are a one year old!
We don't have a baby anymore and we are just shocked that you are 12 months old.

You are still the sweetest, happiest, eeeeasiest kid ever.
You love everyone, especially if they have a beard or glasses. 
You'll wave and talk to the people we pass by and give them the biggest dimpled grin they've ever seen.

You clap, dance, play cars, and love to throw balls. 
You love to flip through books, look at the pictures, and talk about them all. 
You can say 'please', 'more', and 'all done' in sign language! It's pretty much the cutest thing ever.
You say "da-dawg" and "woof"!

You are still an incredible eater and sleeper. 
You'll eat pretty much anything but prefer bread. You love your two naps and your zebra friend to keep you company. You play with his tail and mane with your fingers as you fall asleep just like Graham did.

You are a goof troop. You "jig a buh!" and "yook a dat" all the time. "Tee-ka, tee-ka, tee-ka". You really have so much to say. When you are caught doing something you're not supposed to do, you cock your head to the side against your shoulder and give a sheepish grin. It's unbelievable. You know full well what you're doing, too, because then you wait with your hand out until we call out your name once more. And out comes the charm again...

You are a snuggle bug. And I'm soaking up those head-on-my-shoulder moments. They will be gone before I know it. Or maybe you'll always be my snuggler...Fine by me. 
You love your daddy and seriously light up when he enters the room. Especially when he's been at work. You point and crawl as fast as your little knees will take you.
 
You also are enamored with your big brother. If he even just looks at you or talks to you, your whole face lights up. You want to play what he's playing and you're actually pretty good at it. You don't take his things. Most of the time you just want to play near him. He over reacts a bit but he's learning. Lucky for him you are a tough cookie and not much phases you. You don't whine when he takes something from you and you actually offer anything in your hands to him when he comes over. 
You adore Graham and think he is hilarious. He'll get there, bud. Give it time.

Bennett Scott, you are a true character. And so stinkin' cute.
We have loved seeing your go-with-the-flow personality unfold and your goofiness follow suit.

Happy birthday, son.
What a precious addition you are to our family.
We thank the Lord for you daily.

We love you, littlest.

Hello Camp Snoopy.

We started a new Knott's Berry Farm tradition!

We went in feeling a little bit like Disney traitors...

but Knott's brought a whole new set of joys and thrills! 

(And ZERO people in line doesn't hurt.)

This picture almost sums it up.

But then there was this one...

Race cars and diesel trucks were on repeat.

And then Aunt Jill crammed her little body into the cab!

Winner!

In case we forget about G's nose obsession...

Rebels sneak in lunch. 
We can't let Knott's get a big head.

Watching the big kids go on Montezuma's Revenge.
Over and over and over and over.

Insert forced laugh/scream track.
Hilarious.

Goodbye Camp Snoopy!

Thanks for the free day and see you next year!

(You too, Sandi Patty! Love, Erin)