my boys...

My boys are getting bigger. It makes me so sad. I look at Ethan and think it was barely yesterday that he was Leo's age. Now he's a boy. An individual who has his own thoughts and opinions. Yesterday in church I motioned him to sit closer to me and he didn't want to. He didn't have an attitude about it, but I thought 'Is this it? He's not a mama's boy?'. I felt like he had suddenly grew up. He does give me kisses and hugs. He's very patient with me... well, sometimes he is. I was cutting his hair and it turned out that what I did looked really bad. I ended up shaving it without a guard. Ethan was really good about it. It didn't bother him. One less thing to do in the morning.

Isaac is still my wild child. He lost his first tooth yesterday. I had to bribe him with a can of Pepsi to let me pull it. I finally used floss to get under the already really loose tooth and BAM! out it came. It surprised Isaac. He said "Ethan's right. It doesn't hurt". I also gave him a Mohawk last night. It fits his personality and looks great with his crazy cowlick. This is why I can grow my hair out. I can take my emotions out on my kids hair. If I feel like doing something crazy, I ask my boys if they want a haircut.





Leo said his first word September 17. He said 'cheese'. My idea of a first word is when the child understands and knows what he is saying. He will also say 'up' and 'pop'. For pop he will also smack his lips. If I have a Pepsi close by, he knows what it is and wants it NOW. I keep dum-dums in his diaper bag when I'm running errands to keep him happy. He knows where they are. He will bring me his bag mumbling something to the extent of wanting a sucker. Leo also fell off the dresser (the same one he was standing on in the last post). He's a boy. He didn't pass out either.

I'm not doing anything new. I'm trying to stay focused as the primary chorister and the assistant to the Cub Scout Master who happens to be Nathaniel. We have the primary program in November. I'm freaking out a little.

Our garden ended up being more of a success than Nathaniel and I thought. I was good for about the first month of staying on top of it and trying to weed it. But then it got to be too much. The freaking weeds took over and I let them. I was sad that I can't grow anything because I'm lazy and figured that I would have died in the 1800's. BUT on Saturday Nathaniel thought he would just mow it. Much to our surprise carrots, green onions and a couple of tomatoes grew. We were late getting to the corn. Next year, I'm using 1/4 of my garden. It gets to be overwhelming.

Oh, I have to add that you don't use WD-40 on the metal part the wheels use to go up and down of a garage door. I did this in my last house. The wheels slid. I'm thinking noise is good.