Burke:On being puffed up

Burke: "Mommy, your tummy's puffed up."
Me: "My tummy's puffed up? Are you sure?"
B: "Yeah, your tummy's puffed up."
Me: "Are you sure? Look. Is it puffed up or is it puffed down?"
B: "Yeah, it's puffed down...(thinking)...but not all the way."

Well, it has only been three weeks. At least I'm a little puffed down...according to a three year old.

Pet People

I guess I pegged the neighbors slightly wrong. I think I'll peg them as animal people rather than pet people. Ironically, we have been staring at an empty pasture since the day after my last post. The cows have gone to the butcher. Maybe the neighbors should be labeled meat people.

Backyard Bliss

We are not pet people. We never have been pet people. Others often tell us that we'll HAVE to get a dog for all of these boys. We usually just smile and think, "Nope."

So...I am grateful for neighbors like ours who ARE pet people. Or at least animal people. It takes a little of the pressure off of us. Our next door neighbors have cows. We have an apple tree. At their convenience and leisure the boys can pay attention to the cows but we have no responsibility for them. Just the way I like it. The perks but not the pain.

Theron takes a moment to bare his soul to his new friends.

Then he's off to cause trouble with the brothers. It may be his favorite past time.

I think they welcomed it this time but not always.

And where is Isaac during all of this backyard fun? Inside reading a book, of course!

Sleeping Beauty

Afternoon Bonding

Charlie and I had a fun time building a motorcycle with Zoobs. I'm not just making it up either. The proof is in the quote:
"Mom, I love you. Your help rocks! I mean you are helping me a lot!"
Love you, too, Charlie boy!

Tsk Tsk!!

Maybe it's time to invest in a binki.

Handy man

One garage with...

one really big...

...problem.

One guy with....

...one really big...

...solution.

Happy Birthday Isaac

Yet another breakfast in bed for the birthday boy!

Every 9 year old needs their own pink Barbi car. Well, that's what we told him before he opened it. He didn't laugh.

We're glad your our boy Isaac! Happy Birthday! We love you!

Country Mercantile

Our good friends clued us into this fun place...the Country Mercantile.

The boys enjoyed racing through the corn maze.

They tried to eat the corn they found...not such a good idea. I think it had been growing a tad bit too long.

It was a great day for a little hay climbing.

The downside was that the pumpkins were so scrawny.

Poor Burke fell asleep in the car and had to go with me to the pharmacy instead of to the pumpkin patch. He woke up in the car while sitting outside of Albertson's grocery store and said, "It's taking a long time to get to the pumpkin patch." Uh-oh! Fortunately, my mom and I spotted the "pumpkin patch" on the sidewalk to Albertson's and whisked Burke right over to the "patch" to pick out his pumpkin. Good thing for this bad mom he doesn't know what he missed. I think I was more sad for him than he was.

What Nanas and Papas Do Best

Thank goodness Nana came and brought her energy for fun activities. Otherwise there might not have been a lot of Halloween fun going on in this house this month.

We had a few icing mishaps...icing coming out the wrong end in LARGE quantities.

But managed to pull off a couple of spooky looking houses.

Papa managed the babe.

Birth Day

She came! Blakelyn Kamille.

Travis can hardly get enough of this baby girl. He continues to point out how cute she is.

I keep telling him it's not her fault. She can't help being so irresistible.

My mom came to help with the boys. I laugh when I think I was considering taking on this change without any help.

Nana brought the boys over for a quick birthday visit.

Poor Isaac was sick but it didn't shut down his sense of humor.

Our first family photo.

Meet Blake

Blakelyn Kamille...the girl who changed our world...and our blog.

He LOST it...

...or at least he displaced it. Way to go T-man! Love you Theron...bed head and all.