47 months old, and I’m still taking these pictures. Hmm, I wonder if I can make it to 100?

Two months til they turn 4? I can’t stand it!

After being stuck in the house for two days, we finally escaped to our friend’s Irish pub. Had a fantastic time with the boys and some friends. Woo!

The boys turned 44 months old on the day we left for a week-long trip to Virginia. It was the second-most exhausting trip of my life (the first being the road trip Kristina and I took to San Antonio with them when they were 5.5 months old) and started with Miles barfing all over me on the plane.

Good times.

That makes them 43 months old. Love these boys!

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Yes, it’s a day late (sorry, Mom.) I tried to get a good picture of all three yesterday, but since I only had a little while before a very late bedtime, I didn’t have much luck. Today, we went to a birthday party for a friend’s one year old, and the setting was too beautiful to pass up. I like how it’s kind of dreamy.

41 months old! Time, it flies.

40 months old. The boys are doing so many new fun things now, I just love it. Their imaginations are truly amazing. And a little frightening.

39 months old! I almost forgot, so we did it right before bedtime.

38 months old! Instead of using one of their posed, fake-smile pictures, here’s what they were doing after the “shoot” was done. Talking about cars and airplanes and trucks. Boys!

37 months old!

Miles…Oliver…Linus