Mornings

Millie loves her sissy. Eleanor loves hers too. The other morning I woke to find this little party going on.Millie made sure to give Ella her binky and the two were having a grand ole time.

Then there is this.

Pulled out the bouncer and while I made breakfast the gals had a hey day.

Millie has not mastered the "natural smile" It is all "cheese" with this girl

Millie had Eleanor going. Amazing!

"You are my sister and you are awesome!"

Seriously? Edible!

Joy was just a thing that we were raised on.

The title of this post is a line from a John Denver song. You know that singer-guy that I am twins with? It seems to perfectly express how I feel when I look at my babes. They bring me such joy and silliness and just plain everything.

The Tornado

Eleanor needs to eat. It is a simple fact of life. It turns out that she is like all the rest of my babies. Breast milk it is, and only breast milk. Now feeding this baby is not something I can do while moving. So when it is time to eat I am stuck on the couch or chair or whateves. On this day Millie was in her room while said activity was happening. I could hear her singing and I heard something else, something that sounded like her playing with blocks. Maybe cooking a fab meal in her kitchen. This, never entered my mind.
So I say(all calm-like, because I am turning over a new leaf, which is a very heavy leaf)"What are you doing, sis?"
She replies, "Oh just singing a sawn and rippin out my books."
Me, "What song, baby?"
Her, "A sawn about a girl and a pony and a hippo."
Again me, "Honey, why did you rip out all of your books? That is messy. You need to clean this up, mommy will help you."
She, "Sorry(as in I'd love to but I have better things to do)"
So I start cleaning up the books hoping to inspire her to help and she says, "Mommy, you need to clean up this mess. It makes my room so scabby."
And then she gives me one of those perfect Millie smiles and we giggle and giggle in her scabby room.

All Hallows Eve

We spent halloween at my parents trunk-or-treat this year. Henry decided that this was the year he went off on his own. So he and a buddy went around our neighborhood with his friend's dad. Max and Millie just enjoyed themselves and got some serious candy. After the big party I took them to a few houses to "Treat or Treat". It always amazes me what candy does to a child. It is like speed. The energy that they had was nothing short of amazing. The crash wasn't to shabby either.

Eleanor @ 4 months

Here she is at 4 months. Still an absolute joy. She weighs in at 14 and 1/2 pounds and is 25 inches. Millie was 20 lbs at a year. She goos and drools and smiles with her whole person. Love her. Fo sho

Falling

This is what fall looks like at the Bake house.
Took the kiddos to a little fall fair. May have been geared to the younger crowd.

"Seriously, a petting zoo?" were the exact words said with complete disgust by Henry

Eleanor loved it.

Max and Mills were not at all disgusted by the petting zoo.

Aren't they a cute bunch.

Did the fall tradition of going to the Red Barn and picking out our pumpkins. Made the mistake of going on a Saturday with out any adult supervision. Needless to say it was a little harder than it could have been.
Carved and painted pumpkins. Love this part.