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Okay, okay, here’s a new post. I know I haven’t been posting much lately. Maybe I’ll make it a goal to post every day this week. Hmm. We’ll see.

So, what have we been up to? Not a whole lot. This weekend was pretty fun, though. George and I had a night away from the boys, and went to the pub (surprise!), and then on Saturday, I took the boys to a baby shower and then we crossed the lake to go to Ren’s house for a slumber party. It was a lot of fun!

One of my future daughters-in-law:

I never get tired of this sight…holding their own bottles! (In Chloe’s crib)

Chloe chasing Miles (big surprise there, remember this?)

Four nakey babies!

Oh wait, this is a funny picture from the weekend before last…
“You told me you were Miles, you meanie!” Oliver tries to fool Chloe…

Oh yeah, and look…it’s Jimmy!

So after our fun time with Ren, we headed back to New Orleans for a photo shoot. The boys seemed more interested in eating the leaves and grass than getting their picture taken (well, except for Miles, who is a complete ham) but I’m sure that the pro pictures came out better than mine.

And then, at my cousin’s house, Oliver played with the weiner dog. And, see, he had a weiner dog on his sweater! Cute, eh?

This week should be pretty calm. Wednesday is our third anniversary, which we are going to celebrate on Friday at a yummy steak restaurant that we haven’t eaten at since before Katrina (because it only just reopened.) Ohhh, I’m getting hungry just thinking about it. Must go to gym several times this week so I can eat without too much guilt. Hmm.

Speaking of eating, I’ve lost a whopping 5.8 lbs in the, oh, six weeks since Kristina and I started our weight loss challenge? Must get better about that. Want to look nice for my mom’s wedding in January. That will be easy with the holidays coming up…ack!

Much to post about

– We have true, honest-to-goodness crawlers! Still not terribly consistent, but they’re getting better at it. Witness:

– Oliver said his first word! Okay, not really. But it’s v v v cute.

– And, Miles got his first kiss: (How awesome will this be to show at their wedding? And if she marries Oliver or Linus instead, I’ll just have to edit video to make it look like it’s one of them. I’m not above that.)

– I took the boys to Baton Rouge to see my mom, and we went and checked out her new house. Yes, that’s right, she’s moving. And the exciting part is, not by herself! She and her man-friend Larry (I’m sorry, I refuse to call a pair of 60-somethings “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”) bought a house together! It’s really nice and has lots of room for the boys to crawl around. It even has a tiny pond with fish in the backyard (it’s fenced off) so Larry can take them fishing when they’re older. Awww!

– Saturday morning, I took the boys to hang out with some friends and their babies at the children’s museum. They have a great area for babies to crawl around in, so I’m definitely going to have to go back there. Aaaand, the boys were discovered! The owner of a fancy children’s boutique saw them and got my info – she wants the boys to be in an upcoming catalog. Exciting!

– Yesterday (as seen in the video above) we went to Ren’s to hang out and so the boys and Chloe could play. This is what I’ve been waiting for, ever since Ren and I were pregnant together. Finally, they’re getting old enough to sort of play together! And this weekend will be even better, with the addition of tiny baby Henry, newborn son of our friend Kettie. Okay, so Henry is still in the grub stage and probably won’t be playing as much. I just need to make sure Chloe doesn’t transfer her affections to the new baby and leave my sons brokenhearted.

– I can finally wear my engagement ring and wedding band again. Woo! Not because of any weight loss or anything (which, btw, was 1.4 last week. Sucky since I was starving the whole weekend, but better than nothing) but because I got my e-ring resized. My wedding band is still a little snug, but I don’t feel as if I’m in danger of losing a finger. Whew.

– And this, just because it’s cute.