Thursday, April 30, 2009


John just told the boys to get their shoes on so they could go. This is always a trial. And, someone is always guilty at the end.

John just said to Devin, "Come on. I've told you several times to get your shoes on."

To which Devin replied, "No, you just told me once."

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Very Hungry Caterpillar

Trevor and Devin made very hungry caterpillars today. Here's Trevor's:

It says:
I eat dog.
I like to eat hair
I like to eat bedbugs (my favorite! b/c "good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite." Then they say, "We don't have bedbugs in State College. Do we?"
I like to eat cat.

Also, his caterpillar has a lot of eyes.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Flying Sausages

We went to a carnival yesterday for the big Blue-White game. We didn't go to the game. We sorta missed that. There were more pressing matters, like playing with blocks, building shelves in the garage and watching cartoons. Anyway, doesn't matter. Penn State won, right?

At the carnival, we pointed to a kiddie ride that looked like Flying Saucers and suggested the boys go ride that. Trevor was SUPER EXCITED. He hadn't actually seen what we were talking about, but was really looking forward to those flying sausages.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Too much TV

We watch TV. Too much of it. It's not a problem I'm seeking a solution to. It's just a thing.

We were watching the Discovery Channel where we "discovered" that Billy Mays from "as seen on TV" fame has his own show.

Trevor said, "OH! That's Billy Mays!"

Surprised that Trevor knows Billy Mays by name, I asked him to name a couple of products he sells. "Zorbeez," he said. I have some of these. Trevor has seen his picture on the box. I asked him to name another. "Big City Sliders." That one is my favorite. Both kids thought we needed one of those when they first started seeing those commercials. That, and an Aqua Globe (or 2 for 19.99 plus shipping and handling.)

Blog goes to dog

Boots weight 9.5 pounds today. He's just over 5 months old. I wonder when he'll stop growing. I'd like him to stop at 10 pounds. He's a nice sized doggie right now. (yes he is)

He seems to think "come" is bad. And, he runs the other way when I offer that command sometimes. Even when I have food in my hand. Sometimes, I let him run around the house with his leash on so he's easier to catch if I need to catch him. So, today, when I asked him to come and he ran off, he paused to grab the handle of his leash before darting away.

Tell me that's not clever. It is, right?!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

John got a new camera.

The neighbor asked to borrow a hammer. Devin was much obliged to help out, y'all.



You love him, right?

You love him, too, right??

Trevor's hair has a wild hair lately.

See what I mean?

This is what happens when we say something like, "Get your shoes on! We're going out for ice cream!!"

I wish this one weren't blurry.

Ah well. More later. Time for bed now.

Boots, up close and personal, dude.

Who's a good dog?

Are you a good dog? Yes, you are. You are! You want out? Go get the ball. STOP BITING! Oh, you're such a good boy. Sit. That's it! Down. Oops! Down. That's it. You're a good boy, Boots! Yes, you are.

Yes you are!

We finished our Puppy training class tonight. We did a little agility course and Boots CAME IN SECOND PLACE! 45 seconds!

Isn't that a good puppy?? Yes, it is. Yes, it is!!

Also, Devin has a cold, and I think he has asthma with it this time. Stupid asthma. So, send poor little Devin some easy breathing thoughts. Because he's a good boy. Want out??

you're gonna miss me

Know what I'm stressing about right now? First Grade. Trevor and Devin no longer going to the same school. Actually, I take that back. I'm stressing about this summer because I'm going to send Trevor to a Daycamp part of the time without Devin, and they won't be in the same place at the same time making sure the other is getting all the love and support a brother can bring to the table in a school or camp setting.

Know what Devin is stressing about right now? Same thing.

This morning, he said to me, "I'm going to miss Trevor when he's in First Grade." Trevor was playing at the computer with his headphones on. So, he missed part of the conversation. Still, he wanted to offer his brother comfort.

He said in a loud-because-I'm-wearing-headphones voice, "What? No Devin, you don't have to worry about that. Boots will live until he's 15. You won't miss Boots for a long time! What??"

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

The sacrifices we make

I can never get right to the point. I really ought to work on that.

We've known for a couple of years that we should encourage Trevor in science and problem solving. It's how his mind works, and he enjoys it. I mean, we bought him a book on the periodic table, and it was his favorite book for months! Seriously!

Devin was more of a challenge. I didn't know where or how I should encourage him, and it really made me feel bad. He has started rebelling against all the scientist books that we read to Trevor at bedtime that he had to listen to. But, we didn't know what we should be doing.

Then, one day, he told us he wanted to be a sign maker. And, another day, his teacher showed us his glittery finger paintings with awe. Another day, his Sunday school teacher marveled at how he used one sponge to make a fish with 3 different colors. And, then a light bulb went off! And, we've started encouraging him to be artistic.

To that end, we recently procured an easel and some art supplies.

I've told him that he can only paint with the paint and paintbrushes if I am supervising him.

This morning, he asked if I had time to "sacrifice" him because he really wanted to paint.

I'd better get busy with the sacrificing...