Boys being boys

We had a big sleepover this weekend at Grandma's and Grandpa's house. Lots of cousins, lots of noise and lots of fun. We caught the boys playing out back with the sleeping bags...turned into what? Giant boxing gloves?

And Josh is down for the count. Looks like Brandon won that round!

The Fashion Show

This afternoon I was privileged to be invited to the premier fashion show of the season. Everyone who is anyone is invited. I got front row seats. The models? Miss Abby and cousin Miss Lilian. The backstage designers? The lovely Rebekah and Julianne. And of course the comic relief, Brandon, Josh and Ethan.

Brandon the Bunny.

Josh, the cowboy extraordinaire.

And check out those fashions! The models were outstanding.

I can't wait till the next season. Good job to all involved. What a great fashion show.

An Afternoon Outing

We like to take walks every now an again. Kaden would have nothing to do with staying on the side of the road. He would walk right in the middle. Stop, pick up rocks and even sit down. Good thing cars only come by once in a blue moon.


At one point, Kaden wanted to push the stroller. He would scream if I even touched the thing. He wanted to push all by himself.

Kaden wouldn't hold still. The little bugger.

Easter

The progression of our Easter photo shoot.

I asked the kids to pose in their new Easter finery. New suits and all. Ethan wanted to be silly.



I asked Ethan to stop being silly for a minute so that I could get a nice picture. I told him to smile. He says,"But I am smiling." I say, "Just smile good so I can get a quick shot." We go back and forth about the smile.


I'm getting a little frustrated. "Just smile for the dumb picture." Ethan is getting angry. Josh is still holding his pose nicely.


Ethan now decides that he doesn't want to be in the picture anymore. So he hides on the couch. In my mind runs the primary song "...we are a happy family." Gotta love it.

A strange child

Josh told me tonight that my dinner smelled good...but...it was a little slanty. Ryan and I both looked at each other with raised eyebrows. What the heck does that even mean? When questioned, Josh didn't have an answer either. Just that it was slanty. Whatever. What a strange child I have.

Muddy phone calls

So why is it that on days when I decide not to get dressed and I lounge around at home that the school calls and says, "You need to bring Josh a new outfit. He's covered in mud." Great. So no shower, no makeup, throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and brave the rain to the school.

Really though what is a boy to do when he is the soccer goalie? Let all the balls get by so he'll stay clean? I detest mud. But I guess boys are different. Being covered in mud is manly and cool. I just hope that after the next recess, I don't get another call...but hey, at least I'm dressed.

Wanna know what's truly sad?

We have the old, original Nintendo version of The Legend of Zelda. The boys beg for my help. And you know what? I still remember where all the levels are and where to find the hidden rooms...even after all these years. Pretty sad huh? And it gets worse...I'm getting sucked in. Ryan makes fun of me for playing even after the boys go to sleep. Well, a girl has to do something with her time. Never mind that the laundry and vacuuming isn't done. That can wait...