Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Trouble with a capital T

There is a reason these little boys are shirtless.
They look cute.
But they are trouble.  
Make that Trouble.

Abe and his buddy Landon soaked their perfectly good shirts by playing in the toilet.
Where else?
The best part was Abe had found a spoon and was using it to scoop water into his mouth!!
Just thirsty, I guess.

How do you disinfect a mouth?

Monday, February 13, 2012


My girls were very excited and also very opinionated about Valentines this year.
Here is what we came up with (copied from Pinterest and downloaded).

Macy made each of her classmates a bracelet. 

Polly made adorable hearts with her thumbprint.

 Macy came home from school the other day with a list of all her classmates and the animals they chose to do a report on.

The list was filled with deer, snake, eagle, cheetah, monkey, etc...
Next to Macy's name?  Skink

This made me laugh and it also made me happy.  I'm glad that in second grade she feels like it's okay to be unique.  It feels like maybe something is going right around here. 

I'm going to store that little piece of information in my parent brain for when I'm hearing about the MANY injustices of her childhood.  

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

What Abe is Up To

Abe continues to be the entertainment of the family, besides me of course.

If he wants your attention be prepared to listen to your name over and over and over at full volume.  Even if you are sitting/eating/brushing your teeth RIGHT next to him.  He would like both eyes directly on him until he is satisfied.  He usually doesn't even want anything.  

Lately he has been baking/cooking with me up on the counter.  This usually qualifies as my undivided attention.  But not always.

 (Something is turning in here.)

His favorite foods are apples, noodles or whatever YOU are eating.
He also ate nearly an entire red pepper the other day.

He calls Macy-Maimy, Polly-Poppy and himself-Babe.

He enjoys a good toothbrush.  Preferably dad's (see below).

He is always putting on everyone's shoes but his own.  And your helmet if you leave it sitting around.  This reminds me of this post.

Dad is his all time favorite person.  (sniff)  If Scott is home, Abe is right next to him. He is a perpetual dad-shadow.  A Dadow! (You're welcome, you may use that.)

 He acknowledges me sometimes to say, 
"Dad, gibberish, recognizable word, gibberish!" and then he laughs.  Undoubtedly telling me something hilarious and awesome about dad.

He is available for parties, but goes to bed at 7!