End of School

Leo graduated Kindergarten yesterday.

It was fun, but I felt like a lot of people made a much bigger deal of it than it needed to be. 

It's Kindergarten, people. Let's keep things in perspective.

Also, about five minutes before the program started Jay climbed up on my lap.

I started to tickle him and . . . he definitely peed all over me.

It was awesome.

So Jay and I ran home, changed clothes, and made it back just in time to see Leo get his diploma.

To celebrate the end of school and the start of summer we made a Coke and Mentos explosion.

(Leo wanted to make a volcano, but I was way too lazy for that.)

The boys were super impressed.

And then we went swimming.

Now what am I supposed to do for the next 3 months?

These two sure do love each other:

Leo's new favorite thing is to help Jaxon stand up or to

(kill me now) carry him around.

Jay is working his way into the inner circle.

(That's cherry juice all over his face.)

Rub A Dub Dub

Three boys in a tub.

This was Jaxon's first time bathing with the big boys.

He got in first and was loving it.

As soon as Leo and Jay got in he was decidedly less enthusiastic.

I think he only stayed in with them for 3 minutes.

It was fun while it lasted.

We got bunk beds.

Hooray!

I've been wanting to do this for a while now.

And the boys love them.

And constantly fight about who's going to sleep on the top bunk.

(Right now the plan is to alternate nights,

but I'm hoping Jay will realize he would rather sleep on the bottom.)

The day we put them together they both slept up top.

Jaxon's Trick

Jaxon doesn't scoot.

He doesn't even really roll over.

(I think it's because he's just content with wherever he happens to be.)

He has started doing this though:

Crawling here we come!

Cutest boy ever?

 Quite possibly.

 And he's starting to get into everything.

 Also, I've started putting him in shirts instead of onesies so that I can look at this:

all day.

So I bought a bottle of ModPodge

and went a little crazy.

First I made picture puzzles.

 They're terrible.

All the pieces stick together.

Then I made names for the boys.

(The pictures are still in the works.)

And one for me.