Friday, June 19, 2009

More reasons... - by Brad

...why you shouldn't talk to your kids.

While I was home at lunch today, I overheard Elliott complaining about his ankle hurting. Lindsey replied, "I stubbed my toes yesterday." Elliott hardly waited for her to finish her sentence when he replied, "I KNOW, you told me that three times today."

Then as I was typing this post, Lindsey told me of another thing she said (and Spencer repeated). Spencer was disobeying and so Lindsey tried sounding authoritative and said, "If you don't obey, you'll get a flick on your butt." She meant to say "spank" and "bum", but the wrong words came out. Spencer replied, "Butt... he he... I'na fick my butt."

Saturday, June 13, 2009

When Mom's Away... - by Brad

Lindsey is gone this weekend at our church's annual women's retreat. On Friday I fearlessly took all three boys into Sears, Radio Shack, and Safeway... all-in-all it wasn't too bad. We BBQ'd hot dogs for dinner and had ice cream for desert. This morning around 8:30 I decided to take them on a hike, so we drove up past Leavenworth to the Wenatchee River (pictures below). When I got home, there was a call from my Mom inviting us over for dinner. I thought about declining... just so Lindsey wouldn't think I ran to my parents for help. Hey, they invited me, I didn't invite myself over.

Here is the hiking excursion...

Elliott and Wes posing for me by the bridge...



Hey, they really can act as if they like each other...



"Um, dad... where's mom?..."



Ten seconds before this picture I said, "Hey boys, mom would really freak out if she saw you looking over the edge at the rapids below. Why don't you go ahead and do that so I can get a picture of it!"



On the trail...



Taking in some nature...





There was a little excitement when Elliott started dancing around saying that something just bit him on the neck and was crawling down his shirt. I laughed and assumed it was the tag on his shirt, but after a few seconds of searching down his back, I lifted up his shirt and found a little green caterpillar crawling at the top of his shorts. Apparently it has dropped down from a tree and fell right down the back of his shirt. I had a good laugh... and Elliott can laugh about it now that it's over.



This is proof that I fed my kids. And yes, those ARE homemade sandwiches, NOT Subway!



Of course, as long as there is a river and some rocks, our boys will throw the rocks in the river...




Okay, this really has nothing to do with this post, but I found it in the photo album from a couple months ago. Spencer just got out of the bath and I wrapped a towel around him. He was allowed to walk around the house in just a towel... until he took the towel off. Although this did happen on my watch, it didn't happen tonight... even though they were bathed this evening...

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Faces of Wes - by Brad

At Elliott's T-ball game, Wesley wanted to ham it up as we were trying to take pictures. Once in front of a camera, it is unusual for Wes to be serious. Actually, it's unusual for Wesley to ever be serious.









Wednesday, June 03, 2009

T-Ball '09 - by Brad

Elliott's second T-ball season is wrapping up this week. His last game is tomorrow. Since we haven't posted many pictures of him playing T-ball this season, here you go...

Batting...



Running...



Fielding...



Sitting in the dugout...



Cheering for the other team...



"Good game, good game, good game..."

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Spencer: Underwear, Eggs, Cherries - by Brad

Spencer likes to get into things. I believe I have mentioned this before. Last night after we put the boys to bed, I walked by their room and saw Spencer with his blanket sleepers down at his feet, wearing only a diaper. He had a pair of Elliott's underwear and was trying to put them on. Of course he isn't interested in his own underwear!

Apparently his mischief was going full speed this morning. Before I left for work, Lindsey was making her own breakfast and cracking a few eggs. I recall both Spencer and Wesley asking if they could crack some eggs. Their requests were shot down. At 9:33 this morning I received an email from Lindsey that stated...

The boys are being pretty good. Wes is just fine and Spencer is a bit whiny and I caught him in the fridge with an egg. I was answering the door because my jacket came today (I love it!) but when I went to the kitchen I saw the fridge open and Spencer was saying to himself “me going crack an egg” I think I got there just in time. So, we are going to the park... where there are no eggs!

I had a good chuckle that Spencer was helping himself to the eggs. Spencer is the only one of our boys who will open the fridge on his own and start browsing for things to entertain himself.

Less than 20 minutes later at 9:52 I received a second email from Lindsey which read...

Also I let the boys eat some cherries. Evidently Spencer thought that when I showed him how to spit the pit in the bowl, what I really meant was spit slightly chewed up cherries all over the kitchen floor... arg! I can’t wait until Spencer is 10 :-)

Monday, June 01, 2009

Memorial Weekend Fun (and a mouse) - by Brad

For this Memorial Day weekend, we decided to check out a state park that we hadn't been to before, so we headed up to camp at Sun Lakes State Park for Friday night. The scenery is great if you enjoy being in the middle of a large sage-brushy canyon (which I do).

The park is a little way further down the canyon than you can see in this picture, but this is what the area looks like...



There was some campfire making...



Some playing in the tent...



Some kite flying, when the wind gusts allowed...





A lot of playing in the lake...



And a little bit of trying-to-look-cool-with-a-dirty-face...



We had to come home Saturday night to be at church the next morning. When we got home, Lindsey found evidence of another mouse in our pantry. So I set a trap and within an hour we heard a snap and some thumping around. After the thumping around died down, I saw a mouse take its last few breaths before it died. This one was not nearly as cute as the last one we caught. We still can't figure out how they are getting into our house, but I could see how they got into our pantry. So I spent Sunday afternoon making trim to go around the base of our pantry so mice can't get in anymore... as long as we close the pantry door.

Monday morning we headed out to Lincoln Rock Park with some friends. It was a nice lazy day watching the kids play and eating a lot of hot dogs.

Elliott, Wesley, and Sarah playing on the inflatable tube...



When he wasn't getting into everything, Spencer spent the rest of his time on his "motorcycle"...



I have always wondered, what exactly is the point of that weird mesh stuff in boys' swimming shorts? How annoying!