"Luck O' the Irish!" This is our spread for the good ol Irish day. Corned Beef. YUMMY. Notice Taylor in his green.

Because he was sleeping when I took this pic. Here are the kids sportin their outfits. Thanks Mom.

Well I had to get a pic of this. It makes me sad to look at, but it was also so cute (I'm not biased at all). It made me realize how big he's getting. Getting ready for church. He weighs a wopping 20# and his 4 year old sister weighs 29#. How funny. It has gone by too fast.

Here is how I found Lissie for her nap, after fighting her for a LONG time. I went in there and couldn't find her and thought to myself, I didn't see her run out, so I did a little investigation. Found her here.

Also, We Have started the wonderful cryout for Taylor to fall asleep at bedtime by himself and I think its been accomplished in 2 nights! (Cross our fingers and Knock on wood). He cried for an hour on Monday night. Tuesday night 5 minutes. I thought he was asleep and went and checked (after 1/2 hour) Oops. So I fed him and gave him a big hug and put him down. 5 mins of crying. Today I put him down for his first nap and he yelped as I put him down and that was about it. He even slept better the last couple nights. Alelujah! I think this is the absolute hardest thing to teach a baby. Thinking of it makes me cry (and I swear this time that Mark was almost in tears), so if that was it, Happy day!