"How long do you want to be loved? Is Forever enough?"

My favorite shot of the 3 boys so far. 

Is it sad (or a sin?) that I am so happy to send my 2 eldest boys off to school this morning? Wow, the days are full (like, 24 hours full) of things to do and we are just barely skating by with getting them done. Buck had "robotics" yesterday (I'm going to post the video here tomorrow) and we spend a lot of Tuesday afternoon driving. Thunder and H-P and I took a quick trip to Disneyland in the afternoon to ride the Nemo submarine ride. It was an hour-long Disney visit: walk in - ride - walk out. We had to pick up Buck from school to begin the driving odyssey. These activities would all be great if H-P would sit in his car seat without crying. Yes, my 4 month old has the super power of being able to cry for HOURS (yes, hours) if he is not happy. He is my only child who will not cry himself out. He doesn't go "out." He just cries. It would be impressive if I didn't have to listen to it. Somewhere around 3:30 (and nearly 45 mins of car seat crying) I am ready to drive into a wall (but I don't want to hurt the kids. I just want quiet). It is hard to ask the older boys how their days have been over the crying. Thunder has it down that he should just tell me he's thirsty. My middle child is always thirsty but only for apple juice (hence, it is a scam). He won't drink water or milk unless it's forced on him. Buck doesn't say much except that he doesn't like being the sea monster at school during recess and he wanted a better bear to bring to the teddy bear picnic. I was tempted to tell him that he should build himself one at robotics because there was no way I was going to spend money on a stuffed animal for him when he has generally grown out of stuffed animals. Buck is a wise 6 year old and decided to take his 1/2 owl 1/2 bear which was one of the characters from the Vancouver winter olympics last year. Wednesday is Buck's "share day" and he had to bring the bear and sing "the bear went over the mountain" while demonstrating the craft he made. Of course, he finished the craft this morning and accidentally spit hot chocolate all over it. The last time I saw the craft, it was very soggy and I just prayed that is doesn't get ripped moments before Buck's turn to share. The only thing going over the mountain will be Buck in a dramatic fit... I can't believe it's only Wednesday. The big boys and RKZ are going to a Duck's game tonight while I take H-P to a school auction meeting (volunteer sucker, that's me!). At least I have a night of no sleep to look forward to :) Have a good one (a good what? That's what I always wonder).