When Mama Ain't Happy

Spencer has just lost his friend privileges for the entire weekend. Among a few other, smaller offenses, he just poured bubble solution all over his brother's head!

A Little Fun

Here are just a few more fun pictures I took before our trip. In the next day or two I will start on that.

Nothing like catching snowflakes on your tongue....

Cute little blue Eskimos

Carson always wants me to make him a "cave" or blanket forts. He loves to be completely covered and then yell "Hi Mommy!" and just barely peek out. So, so funny!

Here's my little Jr. firefighter. He loves his new fireman boots and wears them most of the time. I think we may make a special family field trip to the fire station on his birthday.

And last of all, a story for you. Spencer is always teasing his little brother by pretending to eat his toes. It's okay at first, but pretty soon Carson gets upset and starts crying and checking to see if he really does have toes at the end of his feet. This happens nearly daily. The other night Carson woke up making sad sounds. I went into his room and asked what was the matter. "He's putting mine toes in his mouth!" "Who?" I asked. "Montser," he said. Poor little boy--his first verbalized bad dream. He's been so worried about his toes and now he's having nightmares over it!

Ties

Okay, it's been a long time again, but now that we're back from our trip to Michigan, I should have more time. (Pics of the trip in the near future.) Anyway, here are a few things to keep you interested.

I bought a pattern to make ties for my guys and had a blast with it! Here is the first one I made. I did plenty of picking and re-sewing, but the end result isn't bad.

Andy says, "This is every daddy's dream...tying his little boy's tie!"

These guys are pretty cute. Carson's tie has little owls all over it. He loves it. He also has a pillowcase of the same material.

If nothing else, Andy makes a good horse (or is it more like "old nag?" He will be 35 soon!)

Carson enjoyed watching me make a cake one day. He peered into the mixing bowl and yelled, "Chocat!!"

I laugh when Spencer takes his own pictures. This one is great....

And this one is my current favorite!

Little Mozart

Spencer plays the piano just like his mother.

Watching TV

If there's one thing my boys have learned from their father, it's how to sit back and watch a show. Here are some pics of them enjoying some down time....

What's a good show without some munchies?? Does Carson look comfortable enough?

Zoning in on Rudolph....

The Master of the Remote and his young prodigy.

This was a good party with cousin Jeffrey.

I just had to throw in these cute ones of Carson with his neighborhood pal, Isaac. They don't say much to each other, but they always have a good time. It's fun to observe them together.

What's that law about cell phones and driving??

I'm Back!

Hello dear readers! After much technical difficulty, I am starting to figure out how to find my pictures again. I will try to do better at posting more regularly.

Shortly after Christmas I changed my 'do. I decided to go with a shorter cut. The less hair, the easier it is! So far I really enjoy it. Other people either love it or they say nothing. At least they're following Thumper's rule ("If ya can't say somethin' nice, don't say nothin' at awwwll")!

A side view....

Here is Spencer, sending e-mail to Grandpa R. He is getting so big! Kindergarten is still going great. He is much better about doing homework now and he is becoming an excellent reader. It is so thrilling to watch him learn!

I sure hope I don't get censored for this, but it was just so cute! For about a week, Carson had a strong attachment to his boots. He wore them all day, and I could barely get them off at bedtime. The other part of the ensemble was his Burger King crown. We are working on being friends with the potty, but it's a challenge just to get him to remove his pants. He doesn't like the chilly seat. One small step at a time I guess. Hopefully he won't still be in Pull-Ups when he's 15!

These two are best buddies! When one is gone (or napping), the other is bored. This summer is going to be a blast! They have already spent a couple of warmer afternoons outside. I watch out the window as Spencer and his neighborhood friends run through the yard, foam swords in hand. About two minutes behind comes Carson with a huge grin, waving his little weapon, delighted to be with the "big boys."

Stories

Okay, I apologize profusely for neglecting my blog. I have pictures to post, but we are experiencing technical difficulties. I'll keep working on it. Anyway, there are plenty of entertaining stories to share.

Spencer: For starters, he said today that Mommy is prettier than a lizard. Does that count as a compliment?

He still enjoys telling tall tales, though the outright fibbing improved. He told me a little girl in his class had her tonsils out, and they put a cast around her neck. Don't worry though, they put it on "gently, so she didn't choke."

He recently told my mom that Carson "keeps getting out," so we put barbed wire all around the house. She says she'll be notifying social services. He also told her that Grandma S. says she loves him more than Grandma P. I think he's trying to start a battle of the grannies!

Carson: He knows all his colors and is starting to recognize numbers. He has a new fondness for nocturnal animals. Perhaps it's because he is somewhat nocturnal himself. Occasionally I find books under his bed in the morning, and of course we hear him goofing off in the middle of the night sometimes. Anyway, he has a nightlight that casts the shadow of his curtains onto the ceiling. It does have the appearance of bats. At first he was scared of them, but now he has made peace with the "bats." He looks forward to seeing them each night when he goes to bed. He seems to think everyone has bats in their bedroom.

He may love bats but watching "Sleeping Beauty" was too frightening. He saw it last night for the first time. At the fight scene at the end, his eyes were like saucers. He didn't blink for many minutes. Finally he said, "I scared!"

One day he was eating circus animal cookies. They were talking to each other (as most things do these days). Apparently there was a father and a baby. The baby was making sad sounds and the father said, "Don't be sad. Don't cry." Maybe you had to be there, but it was cute.

Lastly, today he was talking about his daddy. I asked, "Do you like your daddy?" He said, "Yah. A good man."