Friday, March 30, 2018

Take to the Friendly Skies

We are going on a trip in July!  Shhhh!  Don't tell the boys yet.  I cannot deal with 4 months of "how long until we leave?!?!" on repeat.  We are headed to Jamaica, so passports are needed.  Travis and I are good, but the boys needed to get theirs.  We went on Wednesday.  Good gravy.  I cannot believe I am thinking about putting these two on an airplane.

Alex was mostly well behaved, but there were spurts of him letting Sam get them both riled up.  Sam on the other hand was out of control.  I don't know if we need to get him out in public more or what, but he goes loony when we are out of the house.  It doesn't matter where.  Alex's school, restaurants, Menard's, funeral homes.  Doesn't matter.  He goes insaneo.  Mostly a lot of running and "tripping" and rolling around on the floor laughing.  It's super fun and is a perfect time to display my stellar parenting skills under the watchful judging gaze of other adults.

Things settled for a hot minute once we got into the little room to shuffle all the paperwork.  But as soon as Sam got acclimated to that room, he was back into wild mode.  I am not exaggerating when I say he went from pretending to be a cat to a dog to a rabbit to a frog in a one minute time span.  The postal worker just looked at us like, "Wow.....good luck."

And then we had to take their pictures.  That was ridiculous.  Alex immediately did his weird squinted eyes, closed mouth smile face.  The postal worker told him that he didn't need to smile and needed to have his eyes open.  So then Alex sat up super straight, completely dropped any smile, and bugged his eyes open.  That did three things:  1.  Made the postal worker laugh.  2.  Made Travis blurt out, "Dude, you don't need to look like a serial killer!"  3.  Made Alex's eyes hurt and water because it was bright outside the window he was facing, and his light blue eyes "melt" in bright light.

Sam wouldn't sit still and then did his best impersonation of a suspicious Dr. Seuss character.

Some custom's agent is gonna get a kick out of these passport pictures...


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Life is Hard Sometimes

It's been a tough couple of weeks.  Aiden hurt herself and went into a rapid decline.  Our hearts broke and we said goodbye to her on Friday.

Rest easy sweet girl.


Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Sticky Situation

Sam is becoming an adept stick hunter and gatherer.  Any time he's outside, he is on the hunt for a good stick.  The attributes of a good stick depend on what he decides the use will be that day.  The other day, he found what was declared as The Best Stick EVER, and carried it with him for quite some time.  We had to run an errand and of course the request for The Best Stick EVER to come with us was granted.  This of course meant I needed to steele my patience as the car ride would be narrated with reasons why this stick was in fact The Best Stick EVER.

After the fourth time I declined a request to look at The Best Stick EVER, a new request was lobbed from the backseat:

"Mama!  Look at how much of this stick I have licked already!"

Perfect.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Betrayal

One just let a silent fart go.  One feels betrayed.
This picture was followed by Sam yelling, "Ugggggghhhhh AL-EX!  Why would you DO that?!"

Monday, March 5, 2018