this guy -- and his two best pals -- are all swimming. well almost really swimming. they go under and use strokes and don't cry anymore. it is great and he thinks it is all because of the magic goggles...

 matt was giving his brothers rides at the playground last week. we did not even promise him a treat, he just loved the "awesome dover playground".

 big guy, little car, mama's sore back...

 and again...back in our old 'hood.

 these two did not understand why they we locked in. this hour ended with the great scooter tug of war. lots of tears and screaming and flinging of little body onto the pavement. but guess what they are getting for birthday??

 i am too lazy to dig out the old picture of matt doing the same. in the same place.

 the sweetest little guy ever. except when he bites ben. which is only very occassionally these days.

 he keeps a matchbox car in his pocket. like a mini-matty with the cars.

 ben however like sticks and stones and will definitely break a bone this summer. he is fearless.

 and food. seriously, the boy snacks all day long. he's whining? give him a pretzel...crying? popcorn...screaming? lollipop.

 hard to look at these winter gear pictures considering is was in the high 80's today. if you don't have facebook, you will see what we are dealing with next post. loving the exhausted, sweaty, dirty meltdowns because they all three sleep early and long.