Nothing too exciting to report on the BabyFront, but it occured to me that I have not shared with you the wonderful things Frick and Frack have been doing. So far, we have 6 teeth between the two. Cole took the lead with 4 teeth, G-baby is sporting 2. Both are attempting to crawl, but again, Colester is a little closer to actually doing it. G is quite the stander, though, and I think that little man is going to just pull up and walk one day. Crawling is for babies! G is also the more vocal baby. He'll give you quite the talking to if you sit near him long enough! And he'll try to chew your jaw, he's not really caught on that the teething rings are there for a reason. I pretend he's giving me kisses. Cole can't keep anything out of his mouth long enough to talk too much. I've had to be more vigilant around him as I've already found leaves and tufts of Madam hair in his mouth. Makes total sense as to why Madam has been walking a wide circle around the boys lately...Here are some pics of the two, Cole with the really cool ball that talks (and gets talked back at by Grady), next is Grady, standing with his Papi's support.
We really are lucky to be surrounded by fantastic people. Our great friends, the Schells, whom we love dearly and got to see last weekend, let us use their UGA football tickets for the game this past Saturday. We got tickets to the season opener! Whoohoooo! But, as usual when it comes to anything fun, "we" means Keith got to go. I briefly considered putting the boys in a Bjorn and going along, but I figured having 6 month olds at a blazing hot end of August football game would be frowned upon by other more responsible and practical people. The boys and I aren't ones to sit around while Papi has all the fun, so we loaded the car and headed north to visit some other fantastic people, Aunt Karen & her crew. Fun! It was the boys' first visit back to their birthplace and I must say that this visit was much more enjoyable than their first two weeks there.
Their cousin Greg, who is now 7 years old (When did that happen? I swear it feels likle yesterday when I was holding him at Christmas and he was only 8 months old!), is playing football, so we all got to go see him play a game. Gooooooo #29! Sara, now 5 going on 20, is an excellent baby holder and feeder. She managed to hold onto Grady, who is now almost as big as she is when sitting down. Rhett, as always, makes me chuckle. I don't know what it is about that kid, but he's funny. Starting to be slightly bossy as he made me walk up and down the stairs to the basement with him a few times (he needed an audience to demonstrate how he could do it without using the banister-Look, NO HANDS!), but as Fabulous Aunt Trudi, I was happy to oblige.
Enjoy the pictures from the weekend! I even got a picture of Uncle Scott, whose unwillingness to be captured on film is only outdone by El Chupacabra.
In anticipation of college football season starting, we (meaning Keith) felt it was important to take the boys on their first trip to The Motherland. If you went to UGA or any other university in the SEC/southeast US you understand, but if you didn't, well...then I really don't have enough time here to explain The Fever. All I can tell is that it's about to start, and it doesn't end until someone goes home with the National Championship title.
So, yesterday we loaded the boys into the car, and headed east to Athens. We walked around downtown and north campus, and were lucky enough to avoid the last few bands of Tropical Storm Fay that were periodically drenching the area. Enjoy some pictures of the boys during their first trip to UGA. And no, we've not told the boys that they can only go to UGA for college. We've only told them that they can only go to UGA if they want a free ride from mom & dad.
See how we give them options? We're not pushy about UGA at all.
