Throwback Thursday

Because sometimes crying is funny...

Coop, 22 months 

Coop, 2 yrs.

Lincoln, brand spankin' new

Cooper, 2 yrs

LOVE this picture of Aiden...

Just TRY to tell me that didn't make you laugh.

boys and poop

I don't understand what it is that makes boys fascinated with anything gross.  Maybe it's just my boys?  I don't think so.  Cooper told a joke on our drive from Utah to Washington.  It's one he heard while watching "Wreck It Ralph." 

 It goes like this: 

"Why did the hero flush the toilet?... 

Because it was his DUTY!"  

And Brent LAUGHED.  

Hard.  

He loved it.  

So now Cooper says it all of the time.

Well, this afternoon when Lincoln needed some "assistance" in the bathroom, he told me that what he had deposited in the toilet was: 

"STAR WARS poop."  

Then he explained that he was playing STAR WARS and described everything going on in his imaginative little brain.  

Again, I ask:  "What is it with boys and gross-ness?"

monkeys and bananas

This morning Lincoln was fascinated by the vein in my hand. 

 I told him that there was blood in it, and he tried to "listen to the blood."  

Alas, he did not hear anything.

Brent advised him to put his head on my chest, so that he could hear my heart pumping blood.

"Did you hear mommy's heart beating?"

"Yes.  I hear-ed it."

"What did it sound like?"

"It sounded like bananas or monkeys."

"What do bananas sound like?"

"OO-OO AH-AH  OO-OO AH-AH"

"That's what mommy's heart sounds like?"

"Yes."

Thank you Doctor four year old.

more Christmas 2012

Playing the Wii with Gram.

The best part of Christmas this year was definitely having Gram and Grandpa B with us.

About to open Christmas Eve jammies from Grandma.

Lincoln named his giant pillow pet "Mr. Chum-Chum."

It's pretty amusing to watch him lug the giant monkey up and down the stairs.

It takes up half of his bed at night.

Cooper's elephant (which Brent named "phanty"),d and stocking.

An embarrassment of riches.

The power went out right before we called the kids down 

(and right after I'd turned the oven on to pre-heat for breakfast). 

 We opened gifts by candlelight and snapped a few pictures once the sun came up.

Then Grandpa B and Gram treated us to breakfast at IHOP 

(one of the few restaurants open on Christmas morning).  

I've wanted another cup of gingerbread hot cocoa ever since.

We got home around 11 and - hallelujah! - the power was back on!!!  

So we finally cooked breakfast (overnight french toast - yum!) and served it for lunch.

it's the most wonderful time... of 2012

Christmas crafts.

Copying Daddy.

Ornaments made by my Grandmother Allphin and Grandmother Clark.

Birthday Card from M.

So sweet.

SNOW!!!

Brent helped the kids to make 3 snow-people: a Mercedes, a Cooper, and a Lincoln.After which, Lincoln destroyed them with a plastic bat.

This wet snow is great for making "things."

I remember when I lived in humid Michigan, we used to make snow forts at recess.

We don't get quite enough snow for that here.

It was all melted by afternoon, but Lincoln had fun while it was on the ground!

He was ready to go out there before sunrise (which isn't too early here).

Poor guy froze his hands off with "yarn" gloves, but he stayed out the longest of the three.

Brent was working a half-day (his version of Christmas break).

I just leaned out the sliding door to take pictures - the California girl in me means that I DO NOT play in snow without the proper attire (because I will FREEZE to death).