Priceless

Do you've heard something come out of your children's mouths and convince yourself "oh, that can't be"? This morning, as I was applying the lacquer upon my face, I asked Kaid to get me a piece of paper to write his teacher a note. He replied that we were out of paper. So I looked at the clock, continued applying (mother of the year) and pleaded with him to find a piece.

Moments later Kaid comes into the bathroom and says " Mom, you can have a piece from my constipation book." I stopped applying, turned toward him and asked him to repeat it. "You can have a piece from my Constipation Book (as he is delicately ripping it from the composition book)." I bit my cheek said thank you. I know I probably will be struck down for this, and Kaid I am sorry for not telling you right away, but your priceless!

Dinosaur or 1950's Sci-Fi Creature

As a mother, I am often too consumed about making the experience fun and exciting and educational often in that order. (to keep the attention span). I was feeling particularly pleased with myself that day that we had planned ahead, brought all the supplies to make the foot print, and looked like we knew what we were doing. Other tourist even stopped and asked us questions. What the ***! We played along the four of us, let me phrase this by Lane and Kaid have an excuse, by default they are expected not to know. But David and I pretended to know what we were doing for 45 min. (You know sometimes as a parent you over look the details when your trying to provide an enriching experience for your child, like what kind of dinosaur made the print!) Long story short, I asked David, he hadn't a clue, neither did the dinosaur people. Seems no one knows what kind of dinosaur made these prints, however the educational center had this sculpture for an illustration.

Patty Cake

Who knew going to a state park would be so much fun! David convinced the boys and me to go to Dinosaur State Park to see the Dinosaur footprints. Lane and Kaid were really did not want to mix the plaster with their hands. In fact, Kaid decided the best way to get it off his hands was to shake them violently in the direction of people watching!

After mixing, patting and making a L,K,D & A.

We left it and set it! (about 45 min)

First Day of School

Leaving for the First day of 1st and 4th grade. Oh my we are so excited!

After the 1st week of school I am still not sure if they like it or hate it, it seems to change daily.

Just a Peach

About a 10 minutue drive up the coast is a family owned orchard/farm. We picked a bushel of peaches as you can see.

Single Shot

Shhhh. Be very quiet. You see off in the distance, beyond that tree is a native wild turkey.

Served nicely with coke and ice.

My Theory

My theory is that the infamous Skulls and whatever secret society is located here.

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Kaid outside Yale University

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Lane showing his chi at Yale University's Art Museum.

Updates and Such

Ok! Ok! Here's the update. Lane turned 9. Oh my. Sometimes I can't believe he is almost in the double digits. I swear yesterday I could lay with him next to me on the couch an catch just a few more minutes of sleep, or watch him "suey suey suey" Kaid's calic or beg for no"shotion" (lotion) on his face. Those carefree days are long gone. The other day I became shockingly aware that my presence is not very cool. David, Lane, Kaid and I were playing ball across the street having a great time, until four pre-teen girls congregated to the benches to yell at boys in hopes to attract their attention. Geesh. Ok, this annoyed me to tears, but what came next just put me over the edge. My previous Laners became someone else, he stared showing off, and it wasn't pretty. When his trick move failed he blamed me! He had the nerve (for a micro-second until I flexed the parental) to storm off. It hit me like a ton of bricks, he was more concerned about some silly girls than having fun with us. I found myself asking David how we can delay puberty just for five maybe ten more years.