Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I'm Sorry

I am sorry I haven't been writing lately, my baby boys. Mommy has been working so much and is so tired that she just doesn't have the energy to be witty. Just know that mommy loves you and that she is working so hard so you will have a successful future. She feels guilty that she doesn't have more time to be with you. I just thank God every day for your father. Just remember babies that you and your daddy are the reason Mommy wakes up every morning. Thank you for being my boys.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Parent Speak

There are so many things that you never thought you would say before you became a parent and some of them are just plain odd. Below are some of my favorites:

1. Don't head-butt the cat!

2. Don't finger paint with your poo!

3. Get that light bulb out of your mouth!

4. Don't poop in the tub!

5. Daddy did NOT poison your food, now eat!!!

I can't decide if my boys are out of control or if they are just being toddlers. Either way, I am slowly creating a manifesto on how to live a happy and productive life, and I believe I have just named the first five chapters.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

M.I.A.

I am so sorry that I have been MIA for the last couple of weeks. June is very busy for us and there is never enough time for anything, let alone everything. So I have let my blogging responsibilities slack. I promise that I will be back to being witty and wise within the next week. Until then, just think funny thoughts and know mine were probably funnier. (just kidding.. you're funny, no really, you really are... now don't be that way... don't go away mad... come on... Okay, I will buy you a pony if you come back and visit... yeah, that didn't work with the boys either.)

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Naked Puddle Splashin'

Naked puddle splashin' would be a part of the next Summer Olympic Games if my boys had anything to say about it. It could be judged on technical difficulty, creativity and style. Heck, even better, set the routine to music and we could have ourselves the next big reality competition show.

Every Young Man's Fantasy

Naked, playing with your dump truck!!!!

Hippie Dippy Nature Lovin'

There is nothing like communing with nature, man... It's so radical and real... Know what I mean, man? Like Real...
The sun is like shining, man, and the world is like around us. I can't believe how blue the sky is man. It's like blue, man.....

Sometimes you just have to take a seat and really get back to our roots... like plants, man...

Nothing like climbing into a chair and just listening to the world... deep man, it's real deep...

Like this is like the best day ever man!

Spring Time Fun

It's been warm the last couple of days so we decided that the boys would enjoy some play time in their pool on Saturday. Of course, Daddy and I didn't plan ahead and had no "little swimmers" around the house that would fit them so we let them go in their pool with their regular diapers and shorts (I think we have swim trunks upstairs but who wants to go all the way up there to get them, not I said the fly.).
Paul had filled the pool up a few days earlier and put a plastic tarp over the top to keep any unwanted critters from taking a dip. The sun we have had over the last couple of days along with the greenhouse effect caused by the tarp warmed the water so that it was very comfortable. The boys thought of it as a really big bath tub. We actually were concerned that the boys would not like it because last year they freaked out if we tried to get them in the pool. As you can see from the pictures, no "freak outs" this year. Paul continued to toss new stuff in the pool for the boys to play with. He tossed in rubber duckies, rocks, a big blue ball and when that wasn't enough fun, he started pouring water over the boys. The boys thought this was the best thing since applesauce and they love themselves some applesauce.
Overall, it was a gorgeous day and the boys had so much fun. We had to do it all again on Sunday, but this time we decided to just go "hippie" in the pool, but without the psychedelic drugs and extremely ripe body odor. Peace, Man!