part of the boys swingset...was a "steering wheel", until (in true boy form), they disassembled it, tied it to ropes, and dropped it below
I miss nice weather. It has been so gloomy here lately. I miss the sounds of squeals and laughter coming from the backyard...the sound of three boys jumping and wrestling on the trampoline. I miss hearing "Push me supa high....high as the clouds". Sigh...
What boys do at the park... Well, I shouldn't say the park, because we never made it to the park. Instead we stopped at the creek. There they started out by throwing rocks into the water (this provides hours of endless fun for my boys). Then they found sticks and proceeded to "hunt snakes". Hudson found that if he let go of his stick, it would float upstream, under the tunnel, and send his brothers scrambling to return it to him.... only to be repeated about 50 times. Of course, it all ended with the sticks turning into guns and swords and they battled each other in true Star Wars style. Oh to be a boy!
This morning I labeled school supplies for the second half of school. I am a nerd. I love school supplies, calendars, books, and anything that promises to organize. I don't know that the boys get quite as excited as I do. Maybe it's a girl thing.
The village consists of several different styles of house. There is a treehouse, a firehouse, a dinosaur house and a regular two-story home. The neighborhood attracts all different sorts of people (army men, star wars, bad guys, good guys and dragons). They drive a variety of vehicles...hot wheels, tractors, and of course, a tank. You should hear the sordid tales that take place here...jail, captivity and destruction of all kinds. And that is only the beginning of what goes on this wonderful imaginary subdivision.
I hate, hate (and I mean hate), taking pictures of myself. My children are going to look back one day and think they raised themselves. I am nowhere to be found. I am determined to stop the self-loathing and include myself in a few pictures this year. So today I am starting small...
Went to my grandmother's funeral today. I did take pictures, but will wait and post tomorrow. It's been a long day, and don't want to have to download and fight with PS tonight.
My grandmother passed away last night. She was such a firecracker. She will be greatly missed.
She loved my boys so much. She was the mother of twins, so she thought my twins hung the moon.
So instead of posting a picture that I actually took today, I wanted to post a picture of her. Doing what she loved the most...holding one of my boys. You can see the love just by the way she is looking at him.