Desitin, Dance and Dill.

First,  Desitin. This last Sunday afternoon, Lincoln vetoed his nap and decided, instead, that this was a better idea:

As usual, when he wakes up, he stood at the top of the stairs and announced, "I wake up!!" (Actually, Lincoln, you never when to sleep!). I said, "OK, come on down". He was slower than usual getting down the stairs, probably because he was worried that his hands, which were covered in Desitin, would slip. Pretty funny. 

Now Dance. Here's the little dance party we had for FHE. The boys love their glow-in-the-dark necklaces they got at the mall for riding the carousel there.

NOTE: Bennett fell on his face right after I stopped filming. Would have made the video that much better. Nuts!

Now Dill. Lincoln has recently decided that he really loves to help me bake and cook. He loves to smell and taste everything, and I let him. Shortening was definitely not a favorite. He sure does love licking the cookie batter off the KitchenAid paddle. Anyway, he has now begun to frequently request to smell all the spices in the spice cabinet. Benny likes to join in the fun. Lincoln says the word, "smell" so funny! I can't even imitate it. Somewhere between the "s" an the "m", something happens in his nasal passage that I am incapable of. I tried to capture it, but he had the hiccups, so I'm not sure you can hear it well. 

And here they are experiencing all the aromas.