My little boys LOVE babydolls. My mom gave Slaten a baby for Christmas a couple of years ago and he loves to take care of him. Some people seem to think it odd for a boy to have a baby doll (sweet husband was one of them at first), but shoot most little boys will grow up and one day become daddies so why wouldn't they like babies?!?
Last night I was cleaning out some toys to pack (*whispers* and throw away). Slaten was pulling stuff out from under his bed and he found his baby. He was walking around talking to him and then he said, "Baby's hungry". So he pulled up his shirt and stuck that baby doll right to his chest. I needed to get the camera for blackmail, but didn't think about it in time. I asked him what his baby's name was and he had to think about it for a while. First he decided to name him "Baby Jesus", but then he changed it to Reuben. He told me, "Reuben is a boy and when we went to the doctor he weighed 22 oz!" So he's been taking good care of Reuben. Changing his diaper, patting his back when he cries, and he even played peek-a-boo in the mirror with him. He held him up the mirror and said, "Say baby, say baby!!" He's going to be an excellent daddy one day.
So tomorrow is Cully's first birthday party. I need to do more cleaning, but it's hard to get anything done with two little boys following me around making messes behind me. I can't tell you how many hot wheels I have picked up over and over. My house used to stay so clean when it was just me and sweet husband. I could clean once a week and it would stay that way. Now I clean one room, go clean another, and then come back to clean the first one again *sigh*. I try to only clean when I have to.. like people coming over for a birthday party. So please never come over unannounced.. I may not let you in. Cullen's room has become our storage room for packed boxes. I was going to try to start making him nap in there, but I guess that will just have to wait until we move. Yes my almost one year old sleeps in my room, what?!?
My Slaten really likes to dance. He is an awesome break dancer, no doubt. I have this little song I sing and he just starts dancing away. It's okay when it's just us, but rather embarrassing if anyone else hears me sing it. It goes, "Slatey, Slatey dancin, Slate, Slatey dancin. Slatey Slatey dancin, Slate, Slatey dancin. Slaten's a good dancer, he's a good dancer, Slaten's a good dancer, he's a good dancer." I sing it over and over and he shakes his booty so hard. I would record it, but I don't want anyone hearing me sing that.... I think he's the only one who appreciates my singing. Sweet husband always says, "Shhhh" when I start singing. I don't know what he's trying to say... Sometimes he changes the station if I start singing a song. He acts like he's trying to find something else, but I think he has other motives. For now I will enjoy that my little boys appreciate my singing. I'm sure it won't be too long until they're shushing me too.
Well I guess this house isn't going to clean itself. I should clean up those smooshed up cookies and wipe the ranch off the table, but first please enjoy some pictures! We decided not to put our tree up since we're moving, but I couldn't stand not seeing Christmas lights so we hung them around the front living room. Classy, I know :)