I’m on my way……can’t wait.
I could use a little boost!
Education Week
Broccoli
It was Broccoli Thackers birthday party, and Scout and Navy had a blast. I excitement for taking pictures has been pretty low lately, so I only got a few around the pinata.
Scout took a few good whacks.
Sissy went straight for the smarties and dum dums.
Scout was so pleased with his loot. The best part was when he told me that he got some Smarties for Icka…”because she really likes them.” That is a nice brother you little stinkpot!
OC Fair ‘10
Basically the fair this year stunk. The weather was perfect, everything being a dollar was great, but we were missing the Brockbanks, and it was noticed. I mean….who am I going to win tons of hideous stuffed animals for? Who is going to think it is so funny that I eat everything the fair has to offer - including my famous turkey leg? Who is going to take the one million pictures? Who is going to come prepared with everything including sunblock, food, water bottles and coupons. Never again. I’d rather not go.
The few saving graces:
Sissy was really good because B won her an Elmo and Big Bird, and I finished the trio out with Cookie Monster.
Scout loved the obstacle courses. He did them over and over — and even wanted to go by himself.
The Clifford girls, my mom, and my dad were there for the fun. Thank goodness, because I am a seriously true believer in “the more the merrier”. (Remember how many people were in my delivery room!?)
Badge Of Honor
Scout was outside at the Brockbanks, and came in with some serious battle wounds. Nobody out there (Jake, Cade, Calin, Trey) knows where they came from or how they got there (yeah right). All I know is that I have had to put medicine AKA lotion on his back several times to make it not itchy or hot. My guess is that there was some sort of initiation involved, and this wound “made my boy a man”.
This picture is when it was pretty fresh — it is now the darkest scab. Maybe he skipped “man” and went straight to “grandpa”.
Fruit Man
Scout might be the biggest lover of fruit I have ever met. Besides Denny’s, his next favorite restaurant is God Choice Sushi so he can get cantaloupe and watermelon off the boats that go by. His eating is slightly frustrating because he is my self proclaimed vegetarian (except bacon), and won’t eat anything that looks different or gross in any way. Like when I put a tortilla on the open flame the other day, he was loving them. That is…until one of them had a little dark spot where the flame burned it a bit. I call it flavor…he calls it disgusting….then I call it annoying!
Here is Scout chowing down on oranges from our tree. He gets so excited when one of them is close to ready, and we watch it over a few weeks until it can finally be picked.
Not to be outdone….Sissy painted this grin on her face the second I got my camera out.
Pretty Typical
Nonnie reading, and Belly smothering while the child is trying to get away.
“Sure”
We always try and teach Scout that he needs to be a good example to Icka. (And it’s true, because Tweedle Dum copies everything Tweedle Dee does.) So this morning after he wasn’t really cooperating, I told him how important it was to say, “Sure Mom” when he was asked to do something. His earlier groan had Icka groaning immediately afterward. So here these two are practicing, “Sure Mom” over and over. Scout thought it was so funny, and Icka thought it was a big game. I am just hoping it sticks. Scout was great about saying it three months ago, but times have changed. No naps, and too much traveling have been an underlying force in our lives lately, but I’m on it. (Hopefully.)
Cracking Down
I recently heard someone say that when a man says, “No” it means, “No”, but when a woman says, “No”, it is the start of a negotiation. We have seen the effects of this in our home lately, but it isn’t when I say “no” as much as it is whenever I ask Scout to do anything. Go to bed, get dressed, come here, be nice to Sissy are all phrases that seem to falling on deaf ears lately. So Micah and I had a talk about how we just need to be really consistent about everything. The summer has give Scout a hiatus on working/doing his jobs….but we are bringing that to a quick close. Needless to say, I was really happy when I found this note next to the silverware after Micah left before we all woke up. Nice job on doing your part Babe.
Injured
Ka wrapped Sissy’s leg up like it was broken this morning. Sissy was loving being the center of attention, and wasn’t very keen on taking it off for bath time. I have been thinking about our Halloween costumes this year, and if I am pregnant, I might revert back and go with the mummy theme. I was originally going to make my kids into sume wrestlers, but Micah doesn’t like the idea of our kids in G-String get ups. Apparently he is my “voice of reason” AKA “voice of boring!”
All Boy
This kid is officially obsessed with all things boy — or at least all things weapons. He loves swords, guns, rocket launchers and bombs.
According to him, “he couldn’t smile” when he has a gun, so this is as much as I got:
And this one is when he was getting in trouble, so he thought he would fake shoot me. Don’t worry — he got in more trouble for the threat he made on my life.
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