After realizing a lack of pictures of my boys lately, I got back in the habit of carrying my camera around. Jonathan and I are waiting for Chris to come back from dropping Andrew off at Cubbies. Sunday nights have become a solo time for Jonathan. It is nice just to do things with him, it is rare.
We have been trying to enjoy the last nice days of comfortable weather. We can typically play outside after lunch.
Jonathan was trying on his new (hand-me-down) jacket. It wasn't cold enough to warrant this winter coat, but I wasn't ready to battle with him to get it off. If he wants to sweat, then by all means, sweat it up.
Nice shot of his boogie nose. Both of them have faucets on their faces, and I'm running low on Kleenexes. He is still sweet looking.
This is one of those pictures that Andrew will hate me for posting one day. Since this isn't that day I can post as many as I can. We are still changing out summer for winter clothes. I don't know what the tie is about.
Elle came over for a visit. It was so sweet to watch the boys interact with her.
Jonathan was amazed by her. He tried to snuggle with her and love on her, but I was afraid he was going to hurt her. Just the day before, he and Andrew were chucking a baby doll* down the stairs and laughing. I could see Jonathan trying it thinking, if I could do it with the other baby, surely I can chuck her down the stairs. He was actually very gentle with Elle.
See, no babies being thrown about. This picture was so fun to take. I told Jonathan and Andrew I wanted to take a picture of Elle and they sat down like this. I guess they couldn't fathom a picture without them in it.
So there you have it, life around our house.
*The baby doll belongs to Moriah but she left it here. Now the boys throw it, poke its eyes, bite the fingers, but don't love on it.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Lack of Posting...
There are many reasons for the lack of posts lately. Mainly, the times I would usually blog are now spent doing MK and Facebook. I'm going to work harder and updating more often, no more excuses.
Jonathan is getting another cold. I'm not looking forward to this. When he gets sick all he wants is for me to hold him. I love it because typically he is not a hold me kindof baby. The sicko hold me is not as much fun as the well-child hold me. Besides an amazing amount of crying, whimpering, sneezing (right in my face), lack of sleep, he'll be producing an amazing amount of snot. I'm going to turn a blind eye to all of that and love that he wants me to hold him.
Jonathan is getting another cold. I'm not looking forward to this. When he gets sick all he wants is for me to hold him. I love it because typically he is not a hold me kindof baby. The sicko hold me is not as much fun as the well-child hold me. Besides an amazing amount of crying, whimpering, sneezing (right in my face), lack of sleep, he'll be producing an amazing amount of snot. I'm going to turn a blind eye to all of that and love that he wants me to hold him.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Superwoman
This is going to sound weird, but I enjoy going shopping with the boys. Sure, if I go by myself I can get a lot more done more quickly, but I enjoy the challenge and the unexpected. While we were there on Tuesday, Andrew grabbed one of the cards that play music. Typically, he grabs the Darth Vadar card and I get to hear that...dum, dumm, de, dumm tune. This time he grabs the Superman card and plays with it while we shop. I don't know what it is about that tune but it changes your mindset. I just knew I could leap over buildings (I don't remember any of the other things you can do as Superman, but you get the point).
It was funny to watch peoples reactions as I rounded the corner. They would look to see who was the Superman (or who was the weirdo with the annoying tune). As they looked at me I would just give them a little wink and grab the cereal (malt-o-meal please), chips, and Hamburger Helper.
That is what I love about shopping with the kids. It's never the same thing, it's never boring.
It was funny to watch peoples reactions as I rounded the corner. They would look to see who was the Superman (or who was the weirdo with the annoying tune). As they looked at me I would just give them a little wink and grab the cereal (malt-o-meal please), chips, and Hamburger Helper.
That is what I love about shopping with the kids. It's never the same thing, it's never boring.
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