Almost five. And very much two.

Jones will be five this month. Be still my heart. He has been planning his party for months now and we've decided on Super Heros as the theme. This decision was not taken lightly by the birthday boy. He's been through every idea, but landed here because "there are girl and boy superheros". 

He's into equality, obviously. 

He's hilarious and full of constant energy. 

And makes me very, very tired. 

Last night Trey told him to clean up his toys in the den. Without missing a beat and without an ounce of disrespect, he said to Trey "do you plan on just supervising this idea?"  

Oh help. 

Then this morning, after passing very loud...ummm...gas, he look up at Trey with a smirk and said "did you hear those bullfrogs?"  

He also said today in all seriousness "I'm considering getting into yoga." 

A mess. Totally. He loves big, big, BIG. And has the sweetest heart. Can't believe my baby boy is 5 and registered for kindergarten. Too much. 

Anna Joy turned two in January but waited until just this month to act as a two year old acts. I am suddenly constantly on my toes with my once laid-back, easy child. She's hilarious and as stubborn as her brother! 

Her favorite new phases: "My do it." "Mine!" And "Anna first". 

Again I say, help. 

She has such personality and loves Jones till it hurts. Literally sometimes. She can tackle! She talks in full complete sentences and is a little parrot, repeating everything she hears. 

I laugh a lot with those two. And my patience is tested a lot. A lot. 

Going to miss them little.