A little bit of me for a little bit of you.

Where We Are from Wilma Richards on Vimeo.

Home, is so many things.  This year we celebrated our last big shabang over yonder in good Old South Dakota at my parents.  They will be moving next summer and my sis-in-law Lizi did a magnificent job capturing part of the magic of what our South Dakota summers are.

Phases

I love my children.  I love watching them grow and change and enter new phases in their lives.  However....I'm currently ready for Ethan's "prankster" phase to be over.  I cannot tell you how many times I have turned on my kitchen sink only to become dowsed with water because said son has jimmy-rigged the sprayer nozzle to stay on so whomever the unfortunate soul is that turns on the water gets an extra shower for the day.  He thinks it's hilarious that I keep falling for it, but little does he realize that he's training his mother to be very untrusting. Teenage Ethan is not going to like this development.

Ode to my sweats.

My husband hates my sweat-pants

He told me just the other day

He kinda wishes that I would

Just throw the things away

My husband hates my sweat pants

Though I really don't know why

He says when he sees me wear them

It makes him want to cry

But my sweat pants are so lovely

I know that they're not cute

But I love my saggy sweat pants

On this I can't dispute

E's story from drama

Apparently they add drama to the 4th grade curriculum and this was the story Ethan wrote:

Ethan was the bravest of them all. He was brave and true and oh so kind and he was happy and true. No evil ever dared to even protest. Pow! Wham! Kazowey! That would be what happened. Ow! Bam! Thwap! Also what would be the consequence. Wow the people said with glee. They wished they could be like him. Lomp! Thwap! Swibo! So he lived happily ever after.

The End.

I love the sound effects. They are my favorite.

Always later

Ethan and Spencer's new alternative way of asking/giving (or not giving) permission to play Wii. Everything is always better in song.

Here are the words (this was all done free style in one take)

Ethan: Dad, can we please go play some wii? So we can go defeat those evil musical tiki's now. Even though you say not right now can we please do it now? I really want to do it now. Why can't we? You say no, when I say yes. So I don't know who is right.

Spencer: I'm your dad, so I'm always right, it's true. I'm your dad.

Ethan: I know you are my dad. You might be right so many times, but sometimes you don't know the things like: If there's aliens on the planet Mars. Why can't we just play a little bit? Why can't we daddy?

Spencer: Not right now.

Ethan: Why, why not?

Spencer: You've already played too much wii today. You've already played to much wii today.

Ethan: What if we get to play a little bit longer. Oh yeah. So it's not right now... ba-da-da-dah

How many things do I NOT like about this conversation?

The answer is 47.

Ethan: My head really hurts.
Me: Why does your head hurt?
Ethan:Because I hit it on the speaker that's on the ceiling of the basement yesterday.
Me: How did you hit your head on it if it's attached to the ceiling?
Ethan: I was standing on the bookshelf behind the couch and I jumped when I threw the weeble-wobble.
Me:Why were you throwing weeble-wobbles?
Ethan: It was a game. We were throwing them into the lego table but stopped when we made dents in the wall.
Me (after going down to the basement and discovering 45 weeble-wobble induced dents in the basement wall): Ethan, there are 45 dents in the wall. Why didn't you stop throwing the weeble-wobbles?
Ethan: Well we didn't actually see the dents until we stopped throwing the weeble-wobbles.


Let it be know that weebles wobble and they might not fall down, but they do make dents in the wall when chucked by 3 boys.

Let summer begin!

Ryan/Calvin

Please take note of Ryan's expressions in each picture. I'm wondering if indeed would should have named him Calvin.