Sometimes I don’t blog because my schedule is packed and sometimes I don’t blog because of sick kids.
Other times I don’t blog because life is just life. Nothing exciting or different happened. Nothing particularly cute was said. We were happy and content, but that gets a bit old to say.
That’s how most of January was. Same old, same old.
There were a few moments that stood out a bit more.
Like that one time Bobby got a green marker …
Or when he got a red marker about 30 minutes later …
Actually, he’s pretty darn cute everyday…
But even that gets to be same old, same old after a while …
We had parent teacher conferences at the boys’ school. They are all doing fabulously. They are smart, good readers, and kind. I love that their teachers tell me how kind they are. I love having kind boys. Ricky was waiting in his desk when I came to his conference …
Rusty made this penguin in class and his teacher tried to point out that he’d forgotten the penguin’s feet. Rusty told her, “No. He’s swimming. His feet are under the water.” To satisfy everyone, he labeled where the feet were …
We moved Bobby into the bigger high chair that the older boys used. It worked just fine with the other boys, but not this one. That silly seatbelt did nothing to contain our Houdini. Since the high chair should be a safe place to stick the baby, Kevin found a way. Hence, the goat-tied baby in the high chair …
I gave Bobby a hair cut and nicked his ear with the scissors. Such a bad mom moment. To add salt to my guilt, the darn thing bled and bled. At least he still looked cute with a band-aid on his ear for a few days … (and the hair cut was actually pretty good, too)
Okay, so maybe his cuteness will never be considered “same old, same old”….
