Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Joey. The Clown.


Last night, around 10:30 I went upstairs to go to bed. My normal routine is to cover each boy and kiss them good night with James' room being first. When I tucked him in, his hands were COVERED in marker; odd, but I thought little of it and moved on to the next room. Tucked in Jack....then looked at Joseph. I swear to all that is good and holy that a clown attacked him. He had circles on his ...face. ALL. OVER. HIS. EVER-LOVING FACE. In BLACK (headsmack) PERMANENT MARKER. Circles on his cheeks...forhead...NOSE. Big circles, little circles....I then made the connection between James' hands and Joeys attack. I am going to go with this being some passive-aggressive payback on James' part....the explanation of WHY will be extracted shortly in PAPER AND PENCIL FORM and consisting of no less than 500 WORDS.  
All of this may be more horrifying to me because I did EXACTLEY the same thing to my brother.  As a matter of fact, I think I was almost the same age as well.  In his case, the weapon of choice was a ball point pen.  And in his case, my mom laughed about it...me...not so much.  James was promptly awoken and marched into his brothers room.  To do what, I STILL have no idea, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. 
James does seem to be the one who reinacts all of the stereo-typical childhood scenes.  The phone call from his Kindergarten teacher comes to mind, where he not only stuck his tongue to a frozen pole, but coerced half of his class to follow suit.
I suppose I need to look at the bright side....that it could all be so much worse.  He could have written WORDS on his face.  At least with circles, I can fill them in and call it chicken pox!   

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Day We Slid Down the Stairs / Valentines Day 2012


I love to make ordinary days special for my boys.  This last weekend, we pulled the sheets off of the boys' beds, threw the mattresses down the hall steps and took turns (kinda) sliding down. 

The boys thought it was the best thing EVER.

Daddy thought I was NUTS

I tried to tell him that we needed to change the sheets anyway, but he wasn't having any of it.  After about 15 minutes of laughter and screaming (on my part...HA!), we finally convinced him to try it out.  Not impressed with his form, I must say....but happy that he attempted to enjoy himself.  We video taped the whole insane event and I hope to have a screening of it soon.

I have explained to the boys, you NEVER know what a day will bring.  It can be good...it can be bad...it will always be a surprise.  It gives them something to look forward to, I think.  Especially since we are in the dead of winter with nothing to do but make up silly games and wait for spring.

So for Valentines day, I am making these GREAT gelatin hearts.  My boys LOVE Jello, and they think I can preform magic when I make stuff out of it.  So far their favorite is Broken Glass Jello, but I think this will be right up there.