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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Blah!

In our house we have throw up bowls. We keep at least one in the Boys room under one of the beds. It has come in really handy. We put the others in there if needed, but there is always at least one available.

Tonight I asked them if they wanted to go do something to which Lex responded, "No, I want to throw up!"

I was walking out of their room when I heard his response so I turned back to see him finish up his reply by grabbing the throw up bowl, setting it on Collin's bed and pretending to throw up for a few minutes.

Seeing how much fun his brother was having, Brody joined in.

Realizing they were leaving someone out, they asked Collin, "You want to throw up?".

These Boys may have a serious shot at acting, they are very convincing.

By this point Dove had come in and we just stood in the doorway and laughed ourselves silly.

Nighty-night all.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Savannah is not a big city. Savannah loves holidays. Savannah really loves St. Patrick's Day.

I'm not kidding. It is a Big Deal here with a capital B. But what does that really mean?

St. Patrick's Day is Savannah's Mardi Gras. Complete with beads. Hotels book up months and months in advance. February kicks off the festivities and they last through March 17th. Our beautiful fountains even spout green water weeks ahead of time. I think people start drinking about a month ahead of time. We have the second largest parade in the country and today it ran for almost 4 hours. That's a lot of floats.

Every year Dove and I say, let's just stay home this year and avoid the crazyness. And every year we go, and every year we have a blast!

The Boys loved it this year! They had their green and beads on and got little play trumpets and danced and played with the bands and cheered for the parade! At one point tons of Army soldiers were marching by and a soldier came over and gave each of them a dog tag. They were so cute and pround of their gifts, they wouldn't let go of them for a long time!

We stayed for about 3 1/2 hours, then went to McDonald's for Daddy's favorite drink, a Shamrock Shake. All of the Boys got one.

After that we came home and napped, well 5/6th's of us did, Daddy worked in his studio.

It was a great time and a great day.

I love my life!

Nighty-night.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Bedtime Routine and the Giggles it brings...

Every night we start off by saying the Lord's Prayer. After that I tell them a silly ryhme I made up for them and tell them how much I love them. I thought I would share that here in case 20 years from now I can't remember this favorite part of my day...

Now let's close our eyes and have sweet dreams
of cotton candy clouds and silver moony beams.

Let's dream of marshmallow stars and super fast cars,
chocolate kisses and butterscotch wishes.

Close your eyes and have sweet dreams and tomorrow we will have so much fun.
I love you so, so much my little men.

Then everyone gets a second tuck in or a cup back and they get more kisses, they love it when I tell them that I love them to the moon annnnnnnd backbackback(whiling getting their tummies or necks).

It may seem silly, but it's mine and every night is another reminder of how incredibly blessed I am. I love hearing their squeals of laughter and feeling their little arms wrapped around me as they tell me "Hold you Mommy".

Their Daddy, their brother Indy and them are my world and what a world to live in...I couldn't dream of a better place.

Nighty-night

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Wisks and Flops

We live in a warm place. Warm enough that probably 75% of my shoes are flip flops, I would say more, but I love shoes and still can't get rid of the 30 pairs that are too tall for Mommies to chase toddlers in.

Anyway, you can probably wear them 12 months out of the year here and people do. Sometimes when we get that flukey really, really cold day, you see people with flip flops and heavy jackets on. I may have been that person once and Dove may have been that person twice.

Now Lex, Brody and Collin are the proud owners of their first "flops".

At least 2/3 are proud. Brody likes to look at his, but wear his tennis shoes. The other two are however, are VERY proud owners of flops. So proud that when they wear them they shuffle very slowly about and stop every other person who passes by to announce that they have flops and kick their legs up high enough for them to see and tell them how cool they are. Okay, Collin does that way more than Lex, but Lex shuffles and shows a few people.

It took us about 30 minutes to walk from Target at the mall to the food court, which is normally a very, very quick jaunt.

It was hilarious and so much fun! I love seeing the excitement on their faces and the seriousness and the sheer pride. They are growing so fast. They love to look at my feet and then theirs and then my feet and then theirs, floppified of course.

At the end of this evening, I told them they could each pick out a toy from the dollar bins at Target.

Did they pick the farm animals?

The Spiderman toys?

No.

They each picked out a wisk.

That's right, a wisk. They wanted to stir and make something.

It's fine with me, I love to bake and cook. I just thought it was funny that amidst all of the toys and Easter goodies, they pick out a wisk.

Oh, and they only had one blue one, so we went home with one blue one and two pink ones.

But we also went home with smiles and memories to look back on and giggle.

Perfect.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

As the world sleeps...

we are playing with balloons.

My little men decided to wake up somewhere around 5am or before.

Fun, fun.

I informed them that it was still night time and they were to get back in bed. That worked for about thirty minutes. They did not go back to sleep but played in their beds while I tried to sleep on the floor.

They had each gotten a balloon yesterday and were so excited to play with them this morning they couldn't stand it. They were heart broken when they saw that only one was still floating and a small riot ensued.

We are taking a nap at 11 today.

We have all been sick with bronchitis and lots of boogers and other good stuff. We are finally feeling somewhat better. I cracked a rib from coughing so hard and now I have pinched a nerve on the opposite side, I guess from overusing that side? I felt like I had a fever all night, and with my side it made for an uncomfortable night. It didn't help to wake up before the sun and try to sleep on the floor.

Wish us luck, ha ha!