Because he's so cute

Enoch LOVES to sing. When we are in the car, we always have music on. After he's had enough, he will kindly ask me to turn it off, and as soon as it is quiet again, he starts singing his own songs. He also will blend songs. Nathan heard him sing "Book of Mormon stories that my teachers tell to me, are about the Lamelites from far across the sea D E F G H I J..... He also LOVES to lead the music. Almost every Sunday, the chorister is chuckling at him. When the organ starts playing, he stops everything and stands up and starts leading the music. One Sunday, we were there early (gasp) and got to listen to the prelude music. Enoch was very concerned that there was no chorister and asked where she was. I reasured him that when we sing, she will be there. Okay, so the video of him singing won't upload. You'll just have to take my word for it when I tell you it's dang cute.

D-O-G

Enoch has been asking what things say lately. He's really into words and letters. I told him we were going to Lucky, and he said "Does it say D-T-I-K-E-H-Q-U-H?" I told him how to spell Lucky, and we practiced it for a few minutes. Fastforward to a couple nights later. We were all in the car together, and Nathan decided to teach Enoch how to spell dog.
Nathan: Dog, D-O-G, Dog.
Enoch: B-O-G, dog.
They continue back and forth, until Enoch says "Dog, E-N-O-C-H, Dog"
He now will rattle of various letters and then say the word in which he thinks he just spelt.
One of his favorite songs is "E-N-O-C-H, and Enoch is my name!" I don't think he even knows that the song is really about Bingo, or a dog. Since he was little, I've always sung somehting like this: I have a son who is (insert anything that applies; funny, smart, handsome, getting big, ect.)
and Enoch is is name-o...E-N-O-C-H.......

It's been awhile!

After we moved in, life got busy. Nothing major happened, just life. Enoch is doing great. This past week I looked into preschool for him. We spent a good 45 minutes in the classroom, and he absolutely LOVED it. The preschool requires that the parent stay with their child for the class (at least for the two-year classroom). I will start him up in January, and he'll be attending every Friday and every other Tuesday for 2 1/2 hours. He's excited about 'his school'. Oakley has grwon tremendously. He's 5 months now and is quickly catching up to Enoch. He's already wearing 9-12 months clothes. We've started him on solids recently and today, we found out he loves applesauce. He's rolling over like crazy. For Christmas, we got him a toy that encourages him to crawl. He's shown the first steps of crawling, and we anticapate baby-proofing once again soon enough. Nathan and I are constantly tired and looking for opportunities to nap. Enough said!

A New Home

So we've been in our new place for a week now, and absolutely loving it. Enoch is having a little bit of a hard time though. The other day he was crying over seemingly nothing; you know how two year olds are. We were kinda ignoring his cries, until he shouted out "I want to go home" It totally pulled my heart strings, and it was then that I realized that he really wasn't enjoying the move. All his toys were packed away, and when he'd ask for various things, I would respond with "It's still packed away, when I find it, I'll let you know" Poor guy, he's been in limbo land. It seems now that we have most of the boxes cleared, he is doing much better. He now tells me when we are out running errands that he wants to go to the 'new house' He is loving the big yard that we have and playing in his room; AKA the playroom. We hope to be here a long time and start good memories here for Enoch and Oakley.

Brothers For Life

I love seeing my two boys together. Enoch has been a great big brother. He's quick to offer Oakley his paci when he's crying. He's always asking if Oakley can sleep in his bed at night. And he's always right there laying on the floor next to Oakley, saying " Hi Oakwee, whatcha doin', Oakwee?", or reading him a book. It's crazy to think that Nathan and I were once scared of how Enoch would react to his new baby brother. Enoch has shown nothing but love to Oaks. I can't wait to see them together when they are older. So, here are some pictures of my two boys together, enjoying some brotherly love.

Can you tell who is who?

Ok, so here are the comparison pictures I have been wanting to get up. Sorry it took so long, our internet has been a little crazy. Can you tell which one is Enoch, and which one is Oakley? I 'tested' Nathan the other day, and he said the only way he could tell was because of the blankets they were in. And even after he responded correctly, I told him he was wrong, how sad is that? LOL Leave a comment with your guesses, and I'll post later the correct answer.

Out Numbered

So Monday I was officially outnumbered 2 to 1 for the whole day. Yes, Nathan is back at work full-time now. So far, nothing major has happened. Even when Enoch thought it was a good idea to put the whole roll of toilet paper in the toilet and flush, it still wasn't that bad. At least I caught the water before it got to the carpet, and we had cleaned the toilets that morning, so it wasn't *really* dirty water. Tuesday I took the boys to the pool by myself. (Ok, not really by myself, as it was playgroup and there were plenty of other moms around to help me out, but still, they had their little ones to look out for too!) Enoch thought he was invincable and decided I was too slow getting Oakley settled down. Yes, he decided at that moment that he could swim by himself, and so off the steps he went, and straight down under the water. Luckily my friend Coral was rightthere to pull him out. He probably actually liked it, it didn't scare him one bit. He is now quickly on his way to swimming by himself, and I am quickly looking into swimming lessons for that little dare devil. Today we went to storytime at the library. I can proudly say that nothing out of the norm happened, we all made is safely home, with no excitement! Hooray! Tomorrow is skating, and I'm starting to wonder what Enoch will try to do this time! Needless to say, I'm quickly learning that when everything is quiet, and I find myself thinking "all is good", that I will soon be very, very busy.