My Boys

My boys are about as different as can be. People say they look alike, but in reality they don't. Hayden is 100% Nuttall and Rylan, well, he looks like my brother. Hayden is the intellectual; he has always been too smart for his own good. While Rylan is the goofball. Even from the moment he was born he had people laughing!

When I came into Hayden's room the other day, this is what I saw:

Though he may look just like his dad, he has inherited my love of reading. One of my new favorite things, is on a quiet Saturday or Sunday sitting on my bed reading a book and having Hayden come in and sit by me and read his own book.

Then there's Rylan. Where do I begin? If you ask him what he wants to be when he grows up, he'll tell you "a baker", much to his dad's dismay. But hello can you say-Emeril, Bobby Flay!? Can you really blame him. He has me as his mom. We love to cook together and to read cookbooks together at night in bed. We share a love of food (however he does like his vegetables, unlike me). I was making bread the other day and he really wanted to help, so I let him and I must say he did a pretty good job:

Even though, I may not be the best mom all of the time. I am happy to see that they are learning some positive things from me. Even if Rylan says that I am a "big fat woman" and that it's okay to say "crappy" if you are an old woman. (he must have learned that from his dad) I love my boys with all of my heart, and I am so happy to be their mom.