One, two, three

1. This morning, I was sitting down, with my knees up, Logan on my lap, and Taylor sitting on my belly. It was really cute because they were looking at each other and then started talking.

2. These last couple of nights, I have had to get up more often, but not as long, making me think that Logan and Taylor can handle one feeding a night. I still put them down around 9:00 p.m. and feed them around 2 or 3 a.m., and they are usually good until 7:30 a.m. I guess if I put them down later, I could say they are sleeping through the night. Like if I put them down at 11 p.m., they would probably wake up around 4 or 5 a.m. to be fed. And that would be their night -because they do sleep about 5 or 6 hours in a row - which is a whole lot better than it used to be. But the reason why I put them down so early is so that I can have some hubby-wifey-time, without the kiddos. Billy works and studies so hard that it is sometimes hard to find time to spend alone. So after 9 p.m. is our time! And yes, that also means that even though Logan and Taylor get 5 to 6 hours of sleep at a time, I don't. That's okay, though. What wouldn't I do for some hubby-wifey-time!

3. Diaper changes have gotten a lot trickier lately.

Here is Taylor. You can't tell by looking at the picture, but he is kicking his legs in all directions.

And here is Logan. He is rolling over to his side, making it not all that easy to change him.