Lately

Nate has started to get more serious about his babbling. He makes a concerted effort to say "words" now. He knows dada and ba (ball). He quit saying mama. Seriously. I can't get him to say it no matter what I try. I say, "Nate, say mama." He responds, "dada!" He's still cute though. 

Some recent conversations I have had with Ben.

Ben: "I love you mom. You are my favorite food. But not a snack. For dinner."  

Ben: "What is he (plumber) doing?"
Amber: "His job."
Ben: "Oh, God told him to do that, so he did?"
Clearly the idea of calling is rubbing off on the little missionary kid!

Amber: "Do you have a ball Nate?"
Ben: "That's my ball!"
Amber: "Ben, we share everything."
Ben: long pause..."I don't share my legs!"

Ben got some playdoh for Valentine's Day from my mom. (Yes, I let him open it early.) And he loves it! Yesterday morning he asked, "Mom, can I play with my avacado?" I said, huh? He said, "You know, the one in the box." Oh, playdoh. He has never played with playdoh before and he is in heaven! Thanks Mama D. It did only take 24 hours though and all four colors are mixed together. But, he still thinks it is the best thing ever.

In other news...I am addicted to Cake Boss, a TLC show that I watch on Netflix. For our monthly missionary staff meal and church service, I summoned my inner Buddy Valastro and made a layer cake. It was also on the day of our strategic planning meeting which I could not attend because Ben and Nate would not exactly be helpful. So, Ryan and I used our phones on speaker for me to be able to listen in. I listened and decorated while the boys napped. Loved it!

The Mess.

 The final product.

Yum.