Shane spent last night and most of the moring teaching Amelia how to be Baby Iron Man. He take's his play very seriously. He is running all over grammie's house with her excercise ball getting the bad guys. Then checks in with Amelia to make sure that she's using her repulser's and fire powers to get his back. Our three year old son plays and mostly speaks this way. He blows me a way on a regluar basis -- and not just with his preten Iron Man repulsers. He only once bopped Amelia (4.5 month  old baby sister) in the head with the ginormous excercize ball. He felt bad about it too.

Wyatt (our other 4.5 month old) was sleeping most of the morning. But he usually wants to amorously watch his big brother be a super hero all day too. That is, when he's not mushing his face into the ground trying to crawl. Wyatt's super power is brute strength and he's had it since he was born. That, and pure unadulterated passion. The kid feels everything with his whole being. This is why he has to be swaddled twice a day at least in order to nap, other wise he would flail himself off the bed or couch.

Amelia is the baby sister. She's just the most precious and hilarious of the three. If she's awake she's talking...to everyone, to no one, to her stuffed bears. When I say talking, I really mean speaking like a wookie in truest chewbacca form. I have recordings of which I will show a boyfriend at some point in time and I do hope she is always able to make the wookie sound because I cannot no matter how hard I try!