The spokesman

In the last few days, James has started speaking for his brother.  He's often given us his interpretations of Logan's cries, but now he's telling us exactly what Logan is saying.
Last night, Logan said "Baa" as we were trying to feed him, and James looked at us and said, "I think Baby Logan says no."  Adam and I cracked up, Logan was saying no, because he was definitely done with dinner at that point.
Then this morning, as I was walking downstairs with the boys I said,  "I love you guys" to which James responded, "We love you, too".
I love that James is a great big brother, he's caring and loves to hug and kiss his baby.  Lately, he's been a bit impatient with Logan, running him over, rather than walking around him and we've been working on saying, "excuse me, Logan" while walking around.  Sharing is actually getting easier, especially now that Logan joins in the playing, rather than just chewing on the shared toy in question.
Our James is an outgoing sort of kid, which should make life increasingly interesting in the years to come.

A little snot

Today, I wore a purple sweater dress, black tights, and heeled booties to work. It's a pretty cute outfit and I was pleased with myself for being so fashion forward on a Monday. Mondays are usually reserved for ill fitting khakis and a boring top. I don't have a lot of energy to be fashionable on Mondays. 

My coworker, Debbie, pointed out a spot to me. "Chelsea, I think there's some fuzz under your boob, but I'll let you get it."

I looked down, assessed the situation and promptly responded, "Nope, it's just a little snot."

Potty talk

"James, did you pee on the potty?"

"No, I pooped... And peed."

With one exception (due to complete distraction by a Lego video game... Sigh) James has had three totally accident free days. This is huge for us, he's closer to four than three and we are so looking forward to being done with this phase!