Conversations from the Dake Household.

Me: "You know why I don't mind Zach skipping his nap? It's so he goes down easy at eight and we can have time together." Jacques: "No, it's because you can go to bed at eight-o-two."

Jason: "Dad wants me to come out and help him work." Me: "That's nice. So you're gonna help him?" Jason: "Nope. I'm gonna ride my dirt bike."

Zachary: "Can I have a pop ice?" Me: "No." Zachary: "But they make me happy." It was so cute, I give in. Then he asks for another, and I say no. Then he tries to play his "happy" card again. I tell him that only works once. Then he says, "But I need a big tummy like you."

Me: "I cooked 3 meals this week!" Jacques: "That's more than you cooked our entire first year of marriage."

Blog Break for a Book. Be Back Monday.

The Kid's Got Skills.

These aren't the best photos, as they were taken on the phone. But Ryan made this Stay Puft Marshmellow man at work a few weeks ago. And he did it all by himself. Note all the details too. A very talented little man. Thanks for the photos, Kittelson.

Hello, Cutie.

This Week In Photos.

Me and My Guy Tribe.

8:39 Saturday Morning.

It's snowing. Shocking. I know.

Zachary had a hot dog, ketchup and chocolate milk for breakfast. Jason and I opted for Frosted Flakes.

Jacques is still sleeping.

The coffee pot is empty.

I read 20 pages and changed 3 diapers, two were stinky. Thanks, Ryan.

The boys are already annoying me over whose turn it is on the xbox.

Jason dumped his piggy bank to count his money. Now Ryan is toting it around wanting the cork out.

I need to clean up the kitchen.

The camera is already out, and has taken photos.

I've been all over the web, emailed Julie and chatted with Lewis.

My feet are freezing. I'm always freezing in Minnesota.

The only plans today involve pajamas, books and little boys.

Lincolns at my feet and Jason has been talking my ears off all morning.

Twins 1st Trip to the Dentist.

Tuesday the boys had their very first check up with a dentist. They did great. Zach was the perfect patient and performed all the tasks on command. Ryan didn't really want anything to do with it, but they still got his teeth cleaned and checked. They got stickers, floss and new toothbrushes. And on the drive home, both boys managed to get all of their floss unwoun, in the van. It looks like my van met the Tooth Fairy.

Saturday Dakes.

Saturday Morning.