He is a good boy....

Tonight while snuggling in bed, Miles said, "Mama, Weston is a good boy.  But he's really irritating." 

Guess what?  He's right!  Westy is most definitely a good....but really irritating....little bro.  We say that with deep love and affection for the little twerp, of course :-)

Weston's primary offense is the fact that he does not stop talking.  Ever.  It fires up early in the morning and doesn't stop until nearly all of us have fallen asleep at night.  His cuteness is what saves him.  The most popular line we hear lately is "that's not fair to me."  What Miles doesn't realize is that he taught his little brother to say nearly everything that comes out of that 2 1/2 year old mouth.  Monkey see, Monkey do.  Monkey hear, monkey say.  What goes around, comes around.

Miles is playing soccer this Spring and after 3 practices it's proving to be an exhausting sport for mama and daddy...Miles loves the game and is having fun, but Tanner and I are having a hard time keeping up with Weston on the sidelines.  The kid is CrAzY.  Here he is yelling at the water bottle.  Why?  Well...why not?!

Here is our soccer champ!

If you squint, you can see him (#3) with his team as the sun sets over Otown.

Daddy went golfing at the OCC tonight -- it was a beautiful evening and he wanted to play while the playing was good.  Our weather forecast isn't looking so hot for the rest of the week (snow).  Booooo.  Miles suggested we make the most of a lovely Tuesday night by getting ice cream at the Blast.  Okay! 

It was Dirt & Worms for everyone.

We're looking forward to getting through this last blast of winter weather so we can get on with Spring.  There's lots of soccer to play and ice cream to eat.  And who am I kidding...lots of trouble to cause!