Translation Please?

Raising children is definitely a fun experience. They make you laugh, and they make you cry, they make you want more children, and they make you want to get your tubes tied. Right now I go back and forth about every few minutes with these thoughts. For example, Lindie will crawl over to me and wrap her little chubby arms around my neck and snuggle right into my shoulder making my heart just melt and I get all excited about the thought of having another cute little snuggle bug just like her. Then Brennen will run over and ask over and over again for a snack and then have the HUGEST melt down because he decided he didn't want a snack, but he does want a snack, but Daddy has to give it to him, and only Mommy can pull it out of the pantry, and it can't be in that cup it has to be in this one, and only Brennen can touch the cup, and after all that he feeds it to the dog cause he doesn't want it anymore, but asks again in another 5 minutes. AGGHHH!!! Then Lindie starts crying because she realized (after she is thoroughly entertained and distracted by Brennen) that she has been temporarily forgotten and she needs Mommy to pick her up right away or else the whole world will end as she knows it and she'll never ever see Mommy again! And once Mommy has her up off the ground the floor becomes a sea of scary fur that will attack if she is put back down. Which is usually the moment that I wonder what Scott and I are thinking for even entertaining the thought of having more children. Seriously, are we crazy? And then, soon after that thought process goes through my mind Brennen will sneak up on me and try and scare me, busting into a huge fit of laughter because he thinks he is just that funny, and then try tackling me with tickles, hugs, and kisses and yet again make my heart melt, starting the vicious cycle all over again. How can two little people so small drive me so completely insane and make me love them so much the very next second? Amazing.

Well, one of the other fun things Scott and I have been pulling our hair out over is trying to understand Brennen. He's talking up a storm now and he's getting easier to understand each day, but he's still not completely there. Which gets very frustrating on both ends. This evening he kept yelling at Lindie to stay away from his toys and he kept saying "Bay-gel". If Lindie started munching on one of his toy cars he would go grab it, yell "NO! Bay-gel!" then give it to Scott or myself and tell us "Bay-gel no play!". We had no clue what he meant. At first Scott thought he was saying Bagel and asked Brennen if he was hungry. Brennen looked at him weird and got all annoyed. I'm not sure how Scott figured out, but he realized Brennen was saying Baby Girl!! A term Scott and I use all the time to refer to Lindie. Too cute! Now, if we could just figure out the rest...

Thought I'd share some pics from the past week...

The only pic all three were looking at the camera and smiling!Lindie's first time eating grass.Too cool to smile."Mommy promised me food if I smile for the camera!"