Sunday, January 25, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
He was displaying his most winning, convincing smile and carefully holding a hanger way up over his head so as not to step on the fanciest, most beautiful peace offering he could find for me. "Here, Mommy! Maybe you like these sparkley pantalonays!"
Shiny, metallic, gold stretch pants, size XL. These are pants Donna Summer would have turned down for her 1978 World Tour as "way too over the top."
I'm going to save them in my closet to pull out and remember the good times the first time the boys swear at me, or slam the door on me, or tell me they want to go to art school, or some other awful day to come in the future.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
In order top to botttom:
Lewis (with Akila hot on his trail, as usual...!)
Akila rides the Rocking Chicken
Luke and Lillian pretend they're not fascinated with eachother.
William blows the whistle.
Sean spent the first hour of his birthday party in the corner with Brown Bear and his trains and that expression on his face. (the "too everybody" kid.)
The "Adults" (again: My blog, I can post what I want.)
Akila's mom, Paige.
Lewis' mom, Karen.
William's dad, Chris.
Sean had orange cake with sprinkles and Luke had dark blue cake with sprinkles.