Grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and savior Jesus Christ
2 Peter 3:18

Monday, August 28, 2006

Just In Case

you missed his obituary, Wilson "died and went to Heaven" this morning. At about 9:00 am we heard all sorts of celestial noises as his chairiots came to retrieve him. They are pictured below.

Actually, for some reason, unknow to me, the city decided to repair the sidewalk that is falling apart in front of our house. These guys showed up this morning, and luckily, for their sake, Wilson was home to supervise their work. I'm sure they were thrilled with our not- so- stand-offish observing and the many photo ops. They were probably thinking, "Well if I'd know I's gone get my picture taken- I'da worn the good coveralls. Sheesh!"

Sunday, August 20, 2006

It's How We Roll

One day last week Wilson wanted to swim after supper. I realize this is entirely too late to be putting a 22 month old in the pool but he caught me at the entirely perfect moment- too tired to argue and just delirious enough to think it could be a good idea. So, he swam, without a stitch of clothing, while I shampood him off. As I was dumping out the pool I noticed the naked little jay bird had dissapeared. Here's where I found him . . .

What goes up, must come down . . .

Does anyone remember the "Coefficient of Friction" from physical science in jr. high? I think baby blubber against plastic slide must top the scale- poor Wilson learned this the hard way!

"Dad, go get the baby oil and let's try that again!"

And here are two of my favorite boys fighting over who will sit on top of me. Those of you who know our dogs well know if you sit or lay on the floor you are a fair game as a resting spot for Tate's bum and that we blame Tate's bad manners on the fact that he was raised by Jack. I guess we'll have to blame Wilson's habit of sitting on people on the fact that he's being raised by Tate. "Exhibit A":

You Know It's Time . . .

for the dog to get a haircut when you reach down to pet them only to realize that his fur is concealing left over macaroni cheese from your toddlers dinner! Above is one of the many pieces I discovered below a few layers of hair.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Maybe Mom WAS Right

Wilson really may be a genius. He is in the den watching TV with Daddy while I'm getting some work done. He's snacking on some "Cars" cookies. He just picked out the only " 'Mater" cookies from the four cookies he had, held them up and said "Mater, one, two, TWO 'MATERS!"! I'm not making this up- the child just completed his first word problem. I think it's time for me to be worried- I'll soon be outsmarted (if I haven't been already). I'll post more later, I've got to get back to work for now.