I have zero brain power.
It happens when you exert yourself. That is my belief. It’s like my body is so tired that it directly drains my brain. If only it worked the only way…I would be ridiculously thin. It would be wicked awesome.
So instead of writing something semi-intelligent, I thought it would be a fine time to just let loose some old photos with random commentary. Here we go….Jeremy is so fine to me…ohsofine. I can’t handle it. That smile…oh geez…
snotsicles. enough is enough.
I dream of these kinda meals….instead I have to dig out a camping kit from my old girl scouts’ days to boil half a cup of water to make some random pasta….
A couple of weeks ago Cole told me that he got in trouble at school.
He had to write sorry notes to four people – one of them being his good friend Thomas who he kicked “only a little bit” in the privates. It’s not funny….but it soo is.
One of the best toys I ever bought was this $4 yardsale Leapfrog table. Will loves it.
Will also loves condiments.
He also loves trying to crawl into the fridge. The new house is getting a french door style fridge….Will won’t know what to do with himself.
I’m gonna miss this scene.
Gosh, he makes my heart beat thunderously….
I especially love when he is freshly clean from the dishwasher…
Yet still no sideburns.
My mother cooks insane amounts of food for our family. I honestly don’t know where she finds the time but my stomach thanks her.
Will loves to blow raspberries on our tummies.
I love these itsy bitsy fingers….I could literally kiss them off his hand.
Yet still no sideburns on Friar.
This just makes me laugh.
We are touchers. We touch. And Timmy needed some sisterly face squeezing.
Pretty much anywhere Cole is in the house…it is exactly where Will is. It’s like Lojack for babies…and six year olds.
Sometimes I put random hair products on Will’s tresses.
But the hair style always falls weird in ten minutes…and he looks like he just got back from a bachelor party. Especially with that shirt on…
Will loves being kissed on the neck. I have already spoken to his baby girlfriend’s momma and warned her that Clara may only kiss his hand Soprano style to avoid complications.
Yet, still no sideburns….
Have I ever told you how happy this kid is?
He’s ridiculously happy. Which is why him being sick was so traumatic…for me….
My mom told me that my dad has an inexplicable love for Will. And then he explained that it was because Will looks like his kids did…thus eliminating the “inexplicable” part….
Random photo of Will with our front door during Christmas….note the real estate lock box.
Will wasn’t wearing any drawers in this photo. Thank goodness for cropping.
Okay…so he isn’t ALWAYS happy. We definitely have moments.
Cole is learning how to ride a bike without training wheels. Of course my mountain biking boyfriend is obsessed with making sure he learns asap.
I think this proves my point when I used the word “obsessed”.
Seriously?! Are the cute police out tonight? Cause someone is getting a ticket.
I get this look a lot. It’s usually when I call his underwear ‘panties’.
I love a saggy bottomed boy. Please note the fancy childproofing of the cabinet doors.
Did I mention that we went to WhirlyBall for my 30th birthday party? It was AWE. SOME.
Again…cause Maggie just makes me laugh.
This was a recent photoshoot….newborn Lydia was a perfect little lady.
Can my sister get any more beautiful? Boots…if you are ready this…you still don’t deserve her 🙂
Will on his first slide. It was more like guided falling vs. sliding but whatev.
Cole baby age 6. I can see him strikin this same pose at 26.
This is for all you gals that email me and act like I got it all together…I assure you…I don’t.
This may be my favorite photo of the year….Will trying to catch the dust in the light.
He sat there for close to thirty minutes trying and trying…
such an amazing reminder for me to focus on the simple things….I want to be a dust-in-the-light chaser too.
Cole was freezing…and the playground was frozen…but we played on.
Ever play Pass the Pigs? It is a very very fun little game.
Everytime I got to the bathroom, this is what happens.
And then he gives me this face…
Still no sideburns.
The house after the snow melted just a little and then froze over again. It was like a slab of ice. Awesome for sliding random fridge leftovers across the yard.
Jeremy built this wall. I helped him dig out the rocks. It’s something I will always remember and cherish…that work…sweating together….building together.
A random neighbor has this stack of wood in their yard. For some reason I want to do a photoshoot right infront of it.
Will goes on lots of walks with me. He has just started that whole antsy-pantsy-in-a-stroller-thing. One day he won’t fight so hard to get out…and he will beg people to just let him sit down.
About once a week when the weather is nice, we try to have family lunch outside. I hate being so high…but I love being with my boys…it’s a very deep conflict of interest.
I thought I saw one…but no. Still no sideburns.
Love touches. When Will puts his hand on our face…that’s what we call them. Although, with me, they should be called love fingerupyournose or love tearyourlipoffyourface or love scratchthatsensitiveskinunderyoureye. We are still working on the word ‘gentle’.
okay. brain pooped. body pooped. must keep moving boxes. must pack. must sleep. must find box with toothbrush 🙂
p.s. thank you for all your emails, prayers and comments about Will. He definitely turned the corner and is now actually eating again and acting more like himself. I am sure he’ll be back to 100% Friar Tuck ways before we know it 🙂