Cake and a Haircut

Most days I have to be productive to feel good at the end of the day. By productive I mean I clean maybe one room, but do fun things with/for the babies. Today I did NOTHING to clean or improve our home, but I still feel good. I wasn't all that fun for the babies either. But I made them a cake. Weird, I never make cakes.

I was telling Paige "You're sweet like a cookie. Sweet like a cake!" She got all excited and said "I wanna cake!" So I made her one. Why not? She deserves it. She provides plates full of bugs when I want them.
She helped me stir, (the cake, not bugs) and then when I poured the batter into the pans she yelled "YAY! A PARTY!" and skipped around the kitchen, clapping.

My little guy had his first REAL haircut last night, (he's just had it trimmed up until now). He looks so flippin cute. Behold:

Jess and I are NOT the most exciting people. But somehow our offspring have the 2 best personalities of all time. Don't believe me?

Did I ever mention how for a couple of weeks, anytime Paige had to go potty she told me "my belly's scared."? Well she did. She's the best girl.