The real June bugs have not shown their heads yet, but our boys think that they should be outside all the time, make funny sounds, and press their noses to screen doors whenever they get the chance. They are loving the warm weather and sunshine.
Billy is really good at picking things up. For instance, one day I was cleaning up some tinker toys and he just came right over and started putting them in the box with me. He does stuff like that all the time–if only this trend will continue!! There were a lot of packing peanuts around Kevin’s Father’s Day present and he kept picking them up and throwing them away. Strange thing to take pictures of, but Billy looked so cute I just had to.
We usually go to church in the afternoon, but we went to a 9 o’clock meeting Sunday and was Billy ever wired! Usually, he is in the “I should be taking a nap” mode, but Sunday he was just plain wiggly! I had to wake him up so we could be there on time and he didn’t get a chance to be active before the meeting started. I spent most of the time outside and in a foyer with him. At one point, he was spinning in circles and singing at the top of his lungs! Then he tripped and his face hit the ground. I assumed it was normal church type carpet, but his reaction told me otherwise. It was that really rough and scratchy indoor/outdoor stuff and he had a carpet burn down the whole side of his face. It wasn’t deep, so most of it is gone already, but his forehead still shows his injury.
Billy has figured out that presents were meant to be unwrapped. And Ricky is still learning what a secret is. We wrapped Kevin’s Father’s Day presents on Wednesday while Kevin was at work and as soon as he came home Ricky said, “Poppy, you get a drill and Billy and I get one, too!” This was repeated at least daily until the presents were unwrapped on Sunday. Kevin had asked for a new drill and while getting it for him, I found a great deal on some toy tools for the boys to give their dad. Sadly, it was not a surprise, but Ricky was so excited to have tools just like Kevin. Ricky almost brought Kevin to tears on our way home from church when I reminded him that it was finally Father’s Day. Ricky got excited and said, “Happy Fodder’s Day, Poppy!” without any prompting at all.
My oldest brother has tormented his daughters for years on special days. On days like his birthday and Father’s Day, he tells them that he shouldn’t even have to use his own muscles to move his jaw to chew his food–they should move it for him! Part of this also includes a foot massage. Ricky took an interest in this process, so my brother thought it was good to get the tradition going. With Kevin’s ticklish feet, I’m not sure how appreciated it was, but Billy had a great time splashing!
Billy eats great, but he is the messiest eater ever! At our family Father’s Day dinner, he was at the opposite end of the table, out of my line of vision. Every once in a while, someone would comment about him and I would bend to catch a glimpse now and then, not really worried at all. As we sat around visiting, I figured it had been a while since I looked at what he was doing, so I leaned back and was shocked at what I saw. Billy was eating sweet potatoes and carrots and apparently they make a fabulous deep conditioner. He must have dumped that bowl on his head and rubbed and rubbed it into his hair–yet no one pointed this out to me! Half of the table could easily see what he was up to . . . I think they were enjoying it! Billy got a bath in the sink shortly after that. This is nothing in comparison, but this is what he did with some spaghetti and a chocolate chip cookie the other day.
I love having pets. My sister took this picture and I thought it was cool. Our pets add a lot of character to our house and the boys adore them.
