Iron Man

We're big into superheros around here. The boys have never seen any cartoons and/or movies on the subject, so we're not really sure how they became quite such avid fans. We've concluded that it must be encoded in their DNA. The latest fascination is Iron Man. Apparently, the fact that fire comes out of his boots is what makes him particularly special. Cal loves to pretend to have his powers, however the story took a turn for the worse tonight before bed. As we were sitting down to say our prayers, Cal said, "I'm Iron Man. If you push the button on my head, fire comes out my bottom. It makes me run really fast. Want to push it, Mom?" Um, no thanks.

My Mother Hen

We walked down to the river today, and while perched along the edge, I picked a stalk of grass, and just like my roots taught me, stuck the end in my mouth. When Max looked up, he said, "Hey! Take that out! We don't put weeds in our mouths! That's yucky! What were you thinking?" Without so much as a thought, he grabbed it and hurled it into the river. There are times I've heard myself in the boys, but that reprimand had to be the best impersonation to date!

The Prince of Egypt

Saturday Morning

I love to cook, but never to bake. I'm not big into sweets, but really, who can resist homemade cinnamon rolls? Meet our weekend tradition. I'm hoping it will continue to lure my boys to my kitchen table for many years to come. So far, so good.

An Astute Observation

A few days ago, Cal asked to see my belly button. I was slightly nervous as there appeared to be an agenda in the way the question was posed. "Huh," he concluded. "Yours is open." For comparison purposes, he lifted his shirt and said, "See, mine is closed." Cal is indeed the proud owner of an outie, aka a "closed" belly button.

T-Ball

Max is enjoying t-ball season and seems to have found his sport. He loves game night when his friends all pass through 3rd base (his most frequent position) and pay him a little visit. It is always such a disappointment when they have to run home. The photo above is Max and his friend, Jacob, wearing their very best game faces. We're not exactly sure where Cal and his buddy, Nicolas, found that bag of Cheetos and it shows on their faces, doesn't it?