I Love This Face

It is grouchy, serious and adorable all at the same time.

This and That

I haven't posted in a while and know I'll be hearing about it if I don't get something up soon. I rummaged through the pictures I've taken over the past few weeks, picked a few out and threw them up here so that y'all would be able to see some of what we've been up to without a cuties story because I honestly don't have the words or time to put a whole "thing" together. It sounds lazy but school, the kids and keeping this house from turning into a disaster area is keeping me more than busy. But enough about me....here are the boys:

Crayons + Sun = Art

What to do with a box of broken crayons and
100+ degree temperatures?

You tear all the paper off and break them into smaller pieces....



Arrange them on a sheet of paper that's conveniently
taped to a metal cookie sheet...



Set them out into the hot midday sun and wait...
(sad to say it only took about 45 minutes to completely
melt into colorful pools)



Once melted use a Popsicle stick to create a colorful
melted piece of artwork like this:



TA-DA!!!

Paintin' With Puddin'

The other morning I drug out two cookie sheets, emptied out a vanilla and chocolate pudding cup, gave the boys different painting "tools," and let the the boys go to town. Deegan dug right in squishing the paint around the sheet before shoving fist fulls of it into his mouth and all over his body. Camden used the different brushes and spoons to smooth the pudding around before licking it off
of his hands, spoons and the tray itself.







Needless to say it was a messy activity but was so worth the bath, dishes and necessary porch clean up that followed.





Here are the boy's pudding creations...
Well, what was left of them.

I Scream, You Scream...

We All Scream For Ice Cream

Correction:
We All Scream For Popsicles

Bowling

Off and on over the past few weeks Brian has been filling in on a bowling team some of his friends/co-workers. When he would venture out Camden would ask "Where are you going Daddy?" When we told him that he was going bowling he said that he wanted to go. We had to explain that night time bowling was for grownups but that
we could during the day another time.

During this same time we also stumbled across a Bugs Bunny cartoon where Bugs and Daffy go bowling. We watched that cartoon oodles of times over the course of several weeks. This only reinforced his frequency of asking "Can we go bowling?"

Guess what we did the past weekend?
We went bowling!







I am sad to say that my score was only 19 points above my three year old who had never bowled before. And yes, that was WITH bumpers. We all had a blast and left with Camden asking when
he can go bowling again.

Visiting G.G.

Last week the boys and I went to visit my Grandmother, their G.G. in Las Cruces. It was the first time I've flown with both boys by myself and it was, to say the least, quite an adventure. The trip home was much less eventful than the trip going. Something about a squirmy 9 month old and a rambunctious 3 1/2 year old cooped up in that tiny row of seats doesn't make for a relaxing flight. Anyway...after a quick two hour flight and an hour drive in the car (we drove from El Paso to Las Cruces) we made it to see G.G.





We spend the next two days visiting with my Aunt Lee, Uncle Ray, Lauren, Paul, Claire, my parents and of course G.G. It was the first time any of them had, with the exception of my parents, seen Deegan. There were plenty of hugs, smiles, laughs and stories to go around. I'm so glad that we had the opportunity to spend some quality time with my family and am happy they didn't mind (too much) that we made more noise and a mess than they're used to.

One, Two, Three Strikes You're Out

Camden is on his second baseball glove. The first go around we somehow ended up with a left handed glove for our right handed boy. (actually the original glove was for his right hand but he needed a glove for his left hand...just to clarify) That explains why he wanted to catch and throw with his gloved hand which didn't make for good accuracy or distance. Now that we have his hands all sorted out he's set to
play catch with Daddy in the backyard.

A Self Induced Shower