Jumpin' Junior

Junior recently had a birthday.

Lucky boy, he got a present.

I love the boys' expressions in the next three pictures.

This year we had a party with just our family for Junior, and he chose to go to a place called "Lowe's Extreme Air Sports".  As you can see from the following photos, the name is befitting.

Jumpin' Jeeeehosaphat--uh, I mean Junior!  What a great birthday!

Tank Cake

Eggs on Toast refined his cake-making skills for his Blue and Gold Banquet.

Eggs was pretty proud of it, and it was a hit with the banquet-goers.

Coming Soon...to an Internet Near You

EXCLUSIVE
Trailer for The Adventures of Anderon, produced, written, directed, filmed, and acted by Onion Ring, Buttermilk Sky, etc.

 

To be shown on the Interwebs this fall.

One-ty-Two Years

Brand new...

one year...

two years...

three...

four...

five...

six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

ten...

eleven...

eleven and three quarters...

twelve!!!

Yep, just a little over two months ago, Buttermilk Sky turned twelve!

By the way, the thing in front of Buttermilk Sky, in the above picture, is his cake and he is about to blow out the candles.  In case you can't tell.

Here is a better view of the cake.  It is one of the towers in the Lord of the Rings--Isengard, if you want to get technical.  (Yes, made by me.  If the Silly Grandma had made it, it would have looked much better!)

Buttermilk Sky had a Lord of the Rings party which involved Lord of the Rings type stuff such as sword fighting, trying to get through giant spider webs...

...eating cake and ice cream...

...and opening presents.  What?  You don't remember the cake and ice cream and presents in Lord of the Rings?  Well, I guess you'll just have to watch it again.

Happy one-ty-second birthday, Buttermilk!

A Cute Cuspid

Now that he's almost seven, Junior finally lost his first tooth!

It was so tiny.

Then several weeks later he had three more teeth pulled to make room for the big ones coming in.

He'd be a perfect model for the Gap.

Catch Our Disease...(Please, Baby Please)

At the beginning of the year, four of us tested positive for Celiac Disease. (Myself, Buttermilk Sky, Eggs on Toast, and Junior.) While it requires dietary changes and vigilance, really, if you're going to have a disease, I would choose this one over many others. And, it's lucky for the boys that we have discovered it early before they have developed unpleasant autoimmune disorders or cancer due to gluten damaging their bodies.

Since this discovery I have heard Eggs say things to his friends such as, "Guess what? I have a disease." His friends eye him and say, "What disease?" Eggs says, "I'm not sure, but it's the one that means I can't eat glue--um, something with glue." Then later he comes to me and says, "Mom, what disease do I have?"

So, now that you know that we are diseased, why don't you come on over a little closer and see if you catch it? It's not so bad--all you have to do is stop eating glue.



PS. You know I'm joking about catching it, right? Celiac is hereditary but not contagious...I don't want to spread any misconceptions. Please don't shun us! At least not more than usual.

A New Year and a New Resolution

Can you tell what the people in the picture below are doing?

Here they are, doing the same thing, but in a different way.

My new resolution for this new year is to post as little as possible on this blog. Just kidding, that's already happening. I don't need to make a resolution for that.

Actually, Brandon and I did make a new resolution for the new year. We are going to try to yell at our kids a little more--um, I mean less. So we held a meeting with the boys to tell them about our new goal. We put some laminated cards up in our pantry and if Brandon or I raises our voice at one of them, they can go and write our name or what we yelled on a card. Then at the end of the week we tally the cards and for every card, each boy gets a half an hour of extra video game time. The boys thought this was a great idea. I told them not to get their hopes up too much because we yell so rarely. This was just one of those resolutions that we set to make ourselves feel good because we are already accomplishing the goal.

Anyway, within five minutes of our meeting being over, this appeared in the pantry:

I don't know who's mom this could possibly be referring to.