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Cameron, having brushed his teeth about one hour before:
"Mom, I have to brush my teeth again."
Me: "Honey, you already brushed your teeth this morning. You don't need to brush them again."
Cameron opens his mouth wide, looks in the mirror, examines his pearly whites and says:
"But I still see some scavities in there."
I have wanted to post this particular series of photos forever.
Yet, I never have.
Mostly it's because I'm lazy I didn't want to have to take the pictures out of the frame they are in in my bedroom and scan them to my computer. It always seemed like so much work.
And bending those thingys that keep the backing attached to the wooden frame always hurts my fingers.
However, I overcame all that today and thought, "I'm gonna do it anyway."
It apparently just wasn't meant to be. After bending 12 of those thingys back and tearing my delicate fingers to shreds while I was at it; and please, don't even say to me "Why don't you just go and get a flat head screwdriver to lift those up?" because the screwdriver is all the way in the kitchen drawer, and I'm waaaaaay too lazy to walk all the way down there.... I was finally inside the frame.
I peeled off the backing, went to take the pictures out to scan and, much to my dismay, the top photo was stuck to the glass by some unknown sticky substance. When I tried to pull, the picture was pulling away from the paper backing, and I was starting to downright panic at the thought of destroying one of my favorite series of photos ever just for the sake of putting it on my blog decided that I would just do the old fashioned thing: leave the pictures in the frame, and take a picture of a picture.
The quality's terrible, but I'm trudging forth anyway. They're still the cutest ever. E-ver.
When Colin was a year old, we decided not to carve pumpkins, but rather to paint some, and decorate our porch that way. I did up one for each of us, as you can see below.
.....he took back what was rightfully his, leaving Pumpkin Colin pacifier-free.
Colin, discussing with me and Cameron his Fall Party tomorrow:
"Mom, Mrs. W. (his teacher) said that none of the parents have to bring any games tomorrow. Someone else is bringing the games."
Me: "Oh, okay, Colin."
Colin, explaining further: "I think it's Mr. F. (school principal) that's going to bring the games."
Me: "Oh. That's nice of him to do that."
Cameron: "Col, who is Mr. F?"
Colin: "He is the president at school."
Me: "No, bud, he isn't the president....he is the school principal, Col."
Colin: "Oh, that's right. The president is....is....Ockbama."
I.....
~do not enjoy getting up before the sun. Blech.
~love late-night talks with my adorable, wonderful, oh-so-handsome husband, so.....I'm willing to sacrifice some sleep every once in a while.
~watched Fireproof for the very first time last night. Yes, I know I am about a year behind everyone else on this, but what a GREAT movie, huh? (That's what prompted that late-night talk....) If you haven't seen this yet, it's awesome--go rent it!
~have a house that seems infested with ladybugs. Not the real ladybugs, mind you--the pretty red ones that 'bring good luck'--but the yucky, smelly, orange kind, known as the Asian ladybug, that were apparently imported here by our government for insect control purposes (they eat aphids) and now are taking over the nation. Or, at least, my house. Or, at least, it feels like it. Ugh. I actually had one crawling up my leg last night while my leg was under my covers in the privacy of my bed....oh, I can't even think about it. Talk about a freak out. Sick, sick, sick.
~spent the last four days growing a third eye. I mean, seriously....what is going on here? I vacillate each day between acne products to control breakouts and age fighters for the ever growing number of fine lines I am starting to see. Who does that? *sigh*
~found a couple of new Etsy sites that I love. Here (more hats--can't help myself) and Here (can you say, personalization-on-everything-we-own-for-this-child?). Plus, my friend Julie is adding new items to her shop almost everyday! I am determined to have hair accessories for every outfit. Ahem.
~go back for a checkup today! Looking forward to hearing my little Peanut! Though, these days--with her vicious kicks, karate chops, constant hiccups, and my ever-expanding frame--I have plenty of visual and tactile reminders that she's there! Cameron and Ethan are coming with me, and Cameron is so excited. He is currently counting the minutes (or, rather, asking me to count them....) until we leave.
27 weeks!!!
Happy Monday, everyone!
The last couple of weeks have been, at the very least, difficult.
I've been trying to put a post together about my Grandma, and keep getting hung up on one thing or another. I've decided not to rush it, and just work on it a little bit at a time....so that when I do post it, it will be exactly what I am wanting.
Last Saturday, the day after Granny's funeral, I was in a funk and in much need of doing something to take my mind off our current circumstances....and Shane saved the day, as usual. He's done that a lot lately.
He decided that we should take the boys over to a local orchard for some fun. We went once already this season, but didn't do any of the "fun" (read--expensive) things that they have for the kids. Since we didn't go on any official vacations this year *sniff*, we decided that we could afford to take them over there and let them do a very few of those fun things, and then go have dinner at "the nut place" (that's what our boys call Texas Roadhouse).
I was so glad we did--I had some much needed fun there (not to mention the best apple cider--mmmmm!) and so did the boys!
Never a dull moment at our dinner table:
"Do you think they should get dessert?" I said.
Shane: "We still have those (spelling) c-u-p-c-a-k-e-s from the other night, they could split one."
Colin, about two seconds later: "Nah. I don't want a cupcake for dessert."
And Shane and I looked at each other in bewilderment.
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Cameron, responding to who-knows-what that Colin just said:
"And I'm a double decker so I can dip my head in milk!"
Wha??
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And Cameron, apparently wrestling within himself over this issue:
(in a very sing-songy voice)
"My belly says I'm getting full and I should stop eat-ing....
.....but my head knows that if I stop now, I won't get desser-hert."
His lovely little tune was quickly followed by the sound of
*slurp, slurp, slurping* more soup down.
Ahhhhh. A boy after my own heart.
This past Wednesday, we celebrated my sweet 2nd child's fourth birthday.
It is so hard for me to believe that he is four--I feel like I was just writing about his second and third birthdays. I wrote about his birth story (and posted a few birth pictures) here, if you haven't seen them before and would like to!
Cameron is amazing, and I thank God for him everyday. He is such a wonderful little man to have around, and one of the many attributes that I love about him is his keen sense of "all things fashion". He is always telling me that he likes the color polish on my toenails, or that my shirt is "so pretty Mommy!", or that he thinks the clip in my hair is "Cool Mom!" It is so funny to me that, while he is ALL boy, and a young one at that, he notices such things--but I love it! He has a knack for always making his Mommy feel good--even while she is wearing compression stockings *grin*.
We had a wonderful time at his party, and I wanted to share a few pictures!
Happy Birthday, sweet Cameron--Mommy and Daddy love you very much!
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