Little Dudes

So I don't know if you want to hear from me anymore or not, but I figure if you don't, then don't type in the web address. :) I thought I'd post some pictures of the little guys for the friends and family far away.

The other day before school I was trying to get Max's shoes on to leave. Cannon wanted to be held and anything else made him run screaming from the room. I sat down, put Max on my lap to put on his shoes, and it apparently pushed Cannon over the edge and he just slapped Max in the face. Usually when he's biting or hitting (we're working on it, I swear), he does it more discreetly. So, because of this behavior, I don't really blame Max when he doesn't want to hang out with Cannon. I offered the two of them candy to get them to be nice to each other in this picture. Max's version of being nice was to pet Cannon's head. Whatever, it'll work.

We try to read to the little dudes at least before they go to bed. Max loves books, Cannon is constant motion. He tends to roam the room while books are being read. He sometimes looks at the book, tries to put his feet in the way, tries to hold the book, tries to block Max from seeing the book, seriously never stops moving. How do little brothers just have that innate ability to frustrate their siblings!?


Cannon insists on doing everything himself, especially if Max is doing it too. I know this is a good thing that he is becoming more independent, but can be frustrating when I have a certain time to get to work. He ate yogurt all by himself, and was so proud. He walks belly-out everywhere he goes, so the mess has extra emphasis. We've started calling him pig-pen.


This is both Max & Cannon saying "cheese." They didn't require a candy bribe for this one, but just before this picture, they were fighting over the space on my lap.