"maybe it's time to go home"
A few "catch-up" pics you might have seen before
Buck and Cap'tn Hook

Thunder's baptism
the boys "ride the rooster" (I'm sure that means something dirty somewhere) at Knotts Berry Farm.
The boys (T obviously loves this)
Have you ever been SO far behind that you don't really know where you left off? I feel like that with the pictures. Between posting things to FaceBook and posting them here, I feel like some kind of publicity agent for my own family. And really, does anyone but us care that much?
Today is our typical Saturday after a pretty typical week. Buster and RKZ are off to ice skating lessons and Thunder and I will leave right after this post for T's "gym-jam" which is a cutesy name to describe why I payed 60 dollars to "bond" with a one year old who really only wants to run around and throw plastic balls at other children. Thunder has reached a stage where pushing, shoving and hitting are all very funny. It doesn't help that his older brother and brother's friends think that this is hilarious and allow T to him them whenever he wants. "First-time mom"s just don't understand violence (and neither did I as a FTM). How do I explain to a crying 2 year old that T is really showing affection as my tiny boy laughs his head off?
It's great that the boys are so different. Now, if I could just get the older one to be quiet for ONE MINUTE and the younger one to stop trying to abuse the world, my life would be roses and sunshine.
Enjoy today!

Have you ever been SO far behind that you don't really know where you left off? I feel like that with the pictures. Between posting things to FaceBook and posting them here, I feel like some kind of publicity agent for my own family. And really, does anyone but us care that much?
Today is our typical Saturday after a pretty typical week. Buster and RKZ are off to ice skating lessons and Thunder and I will leave right after this post for T's "gym-jam" which is a cutesy name to describe why I payed 60 dollars to "bond" with a one year old who really only wants to run around and throw plastic balls at other children. Thunder has reached a stage where pushing, shoving and hitting are all very funny. It doesn't help that his older brother and brother's friends think that this is hilarious and allow T to him them whenever he wants. "First-time mom"s just don't understand violence (and neither did I as a FTM). How do I explain to a crying 2 year old that T is really showing affection as my tiny boy laughs his head off?
It's great that the boys are so different. Now, if I could just get the older one to be quiet for ONE MINUTE and the younger one to stop trying to abuse the world, my life would be roses and sunshine.
Enjoy today!