Tate's Second Birthday

We went to Dallas for Tater's birthday this weekend. The party wasn't until Sunday, so we had all day Saturday to hang out and go swimming. The weekend went about as smoothly as can be expected with six kids under the age of seven. Braylon got the nickname of "car chunker" since he gave poor Luke a black eye by throwing a hotwheel. Bedtime was a nightmare every night. Braylon would cry hysterically and say "go see Luke and Tate." He really loves his cousins even though it's not always evident (I.e. Luke's black eye).

Wyatt, on the other hand, was a delight. He slept great, never cried, and loved chillin' in the pool. The kids were so cute with him. Here's some of the funny comments that were made:

Elle: "Why is his hair red like Tate's? Brown-haired people are smarter."
        "Can I be Wyatt's big sister?"
Luke: "Why are his fingers so small?"
           "Why does he have a diaper on?"
           "Can I be his big brother?"

The boys had a blast swimming and playing with their cousins. The party at the Splash Pad was great, too, even though there's no pictures to show it. We all came home exhausted, especially the boys (Wyatt slept from 9:30p.m. to 6 a.m.)