In a lazy attempt to get caught up I am just going to upload a ton of photos and then tell you what you're looking at... ready? Here we go:

These handsome fellas are getting ready to go to church. They were posing for me before I grabbed the camera.

As macho as he thinks he is, Austin isn't too cool to wax his eyebrows.

Eighty percent of the time, this is what
Kleven looks like when we go to Sweet Tomatoes. I'm not kidding! Most of the employees remember us because of this! Oh- and Ezra digs the mac & cheese and chocolate milk.

This is my "you'd better kiss me for the next one" look, as well as the " I didn't care too much about my appearance, I was hungry" look.

I got all domesticated last week and canned Utah peaches and pears! That's HARD WORK!!! I even attempted to make my mom's famous dinner rolls... they weren't as pretty as she makes them.

The boys wanted to have a picnic... so I gave them granola bars and set up a picnic on the kitchen floor.
Those granola bars must have been REALLY good.
The boys also assisted Dad in "rocking out" on his new keyboard.
Ezra learned how to drink the leftover milk in his cereal bowl! I LOVE how his whole face disappears behind it!
I took both boys in for their regular checkups this week. Ezra got a toe-prick for his Iron test and Kleven got a finger prick for his, as well as a TB test on his forearm. Here's how he tells the story:
"The nurse just cleaned it real quick wifa cold thing (rubbing alcohol on a cotton ball) and then dried it off. Then she has a tool fingy that's pokey and just GETS ya wif it. And then there's a tiny gray square that SLURPS up the yittle blood drops and she put it in the big box and dat's all."
I had asked her to explain exactly what she was doing as she did it and it seemed to work. He didn't make a peep. I think he was holding his breath the whole time and I had to ask him to breathe when she finished. The TB test was a little scarier. It's the one where they inject a tiny bubble under the skin on your forearm and then you watch it for a few days. He yelped a little when she stuck him with the needle, but otherwise he needed very little consoling.
I could be off slightly with these, but to the best of my knowledge these are their numbers:
Ezra weighed 21 or 22 pounds (5th percentile) and is 31 inches tall(20th percentile). He's still our little Squish.
Kleven was 32 pounds (25th percentile?) and 38 inches tall (50th percentile). Good news- he graduated from Whole Milk! We'd kept him on it to try to fatten him up. Now that he's three, he eats enough crappy food to do that. :)