30 April 2008
Story - He was in bed with us the other night, and while he usually sleep between Hank and I, that night he was on the outside. He fell. He cried, so I picked him up and loved on him. I comforted him until he fell back asleep. This whole process was less than five minutes long. I had NO IDEA he'd hurt himself, I thought he was simply scared and had the breath knocked out of him.
The next morning, he came out, and *GASP*... WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED? Of course, it took me about a second to remember. Poor guy. It hasn't slowed him down ONE BIT.
Know how I know it hasn't slowed him down? Look at these two photos. Yeah. MORE injuries. My poor kid. He was playing on Devon's top bunk while Hank was playing the guitar. I think Anna turned the ceiling fan on, and then Ezra stood up and *FWACK* right on the forehead.
28 April 2008
This is Allison... Allison is too pretty for her own good. Must do everything to make her the ugly nerdy kid, so that Hank is not one day charged with manslaughter for killing a teenaged boy.
I call this one, "Yeah Right". She has dreams of having a nice convertible sports car when she turns 16... Um... Yeah right. LOL!
Yes, I let my kids go outside to blow bubbles in their jammies. Ezra's top doesn't even match his bottoms, but I figured I'd let him be creative with his wardrobe. It's good for kids to do these sorts of things. Some may just call me lazy for not dressing them. Um, they're probably right.
I found this little gem on Allison's camera. Is he not the cutest thing? God totally knew what he was doing making Ezra cute. He is trouble. Mr. Mischief. But he's dang cute. I've decided to keep him around a little longer.
I have done a really shotty photo editing job on this picture to protect the other kids whose parents might not want all my weirdo friends looking at them. Really? This was the best I could do? Now, it just looks like Allison was left out of the masquerade fun.