After our beach weekend, we came back to Atlanta and enjoyed another week of Grandma. I got to go to the mall (first time since Eli was born), we took the boys to an inflatable play place, had pizza night at the park, and just generally loved having Grandma (and she put up with us, even after the boys got her sick with a miserable cold. That's love). 

 We tried giving Eli corn on the cob after Caden decided he was finished with it. Big success. That boy was chowing down on that ear.

 Caden playing with his trains, kept safe by the barricade Gma set up so Eli couldn't "torment his trains" as Caden likes to put it. Eli looked on longingly, wishing he could rip up those tracks and chew away at them.

 Our budding Mozart. He does the same thing with our computer keyboard and mouse. How is he so big? That outfit is 24 months (and he's been wearing it for the past two months now). He eats like crazy, and we've gotten to the point that my milk is just not enough for him. So, nursing, 3+ meals a day, and a supplemental bottle, and he still wakes up to eat at night. He is BIG and HEAVY (haven't weighed him, but our educated guess is around 26 lbs at 8+ months).