Decorating Cookies

Since we moved on December 6th I didn't get a chance to do any baking this year.  I was glad we stayed at my parents house for a week before Christmas so the boys could have some fun decorating cookies.  This is always a fun thing to do and usually a big mess.

 The first thing these boys do is take off their shirts.  I should probably stop letting them do this, as they will get really confused when they have to keep clothed while doing this.

 The mess wasn't that bad.  I was pleasantly surprised.

Now we get to eat them!  I don't think they lasted very long.

When Grandma and Grandpa Visit

While my parents were in town for Anders' baptism they had to do all the fun things grandparents do.  They went to the park, got the boys ice cream, made cookies, read books, wrestled and got lots of hugs and kisses. 

At the park

 

Making cookies

I think this is everyone's favorite part.

 Gus now gets to claim the tricycle since John got a big boy bike.  John's having a hard time giving up his bike, but Gus has no problem letting John know it is his.

Playing baseball.  John's learning how to watch the ball, but this requires more concentration then he feels the game is worth.

 I'm not sure what was going on here, but this looks like a fight in the making.

I'm sure all of my kids will grow to be wonderful piano players...if they feel like it.

The visits are always too short.  The boys just love getting spoiled by their grandparents.  For a few weeks after each visit I hear "Grandma would let me do it"  even though I know Grandma wouldn't. 

Our Cookie Monsters

Gus is only 10 months old and he already knows what a cookie is and that he wants one.  I blame this on Hans since I'm not much of a sweets person.  Hans showed John the world of cake, cookies and ice cream and now John is passing along his knowledge to Gus.

Magically, the other day, there appeared two boxes of girl scout cookies on my kitchen table.  I think they were left by some friends of ours.  Hans and John spotted the cookies right away.  John, such a caring brother, always tells me that Gus needs a cookie too.  I don't mind if the ladies at church want to give Gus a treat, but I don't want him eating cookies everyday at home.  Today, I was on the phone and John and Gus were playing nicely in their room...or, at least that is what I thought.  I went to check on them and this is what I found...

 

Do you think he could fit anymore cookie in there?

 

Gus just loves his brother.  It helps that his brother can reach the cookies.