Snapshot Sunday

Sawyer looking for something else to organize and line up. He's resourceful these days. He had to pull the dining room table chair across the kitchen and then climb up to the cabinet where we keep the plastic plates for the boys. That's okay, though. It's certainly better than the day he decided to organize the glass ones.

Who's in Charge?

In charge of the world, it's how I often describe my four-year old. If you need further proof, let's just say that he's out on another of his fun adventures, after already having two in the last week. The walls definitely don't get a chance to close in on him.

Grammy picked him up yesterday after work to deliver him to Aunt Kelly, who has a special weekend planned for him. Last night I'm sure there was staying up late and playing. Today is a combination of seeing the new children's movie Hotel for Dogs, getting something to eat, and going to the park now that the cold weather is finally breaking.

Yes, it's rough to be four. Where do I sign up?

Photo Flashback

Little bitty guys, for them anyway. Xander at about 6 lbs. on the left, and Sawyer at about 7 lbs. on the right. (February 02, 2006)

In Pictures

He does look like someone who's in charge of the world, doesn't he? Connor spent a long weekend at the lake with Grandma and Grandpa, finally got to go back to preschool after the week that was snow and ice, and even went to the indoor swimming pool last night with Uncle Luke and his girlfriend Lizzie (we'll pretend it wasn't a school night and they didn't wait to leave until 7 p.m. and stop at McDonald's on the way home for Cokes and milkshakes). He also saw Grammy and Pappy today at the house, where he got to read books and play with "his" McDonald's kitchen. Who doesn't want his life?



And this one, well he just has no idea what he's in for next week. Today Mommy made the site visit to the little guys' preschool classrooms and met with their teachers and one of their new therapists (the other one comes to school on a different day, so we'll meet them later). No, he was busy lining up his letters on the new art easel (the magnetic board side) and happily playing while Grammy and Pappy were entertaining and Mommy was plotting such evil. I'm guessing he's not going to be pleased.



This one, well, he's probably going to scream the place down. Grammy and I are taking bets on which twin is going to resent preschool the most. We're pretty sure Xander is going to win, mostly because he's the quickest to anger and the loudest to protest. Just look at that face, he's already in the mood for a fight.



And this one, well he wins for the most pitiful face ever (though Connor has a pretty good pout, too). Yes, the first baby of the family is terribly neglected and abused. He doesn't have his own room, with his own enormous dog bed or dog door that lets him out into the nice fenced yard and even up on to the deck where he likes to bark at people who dare to walk on his sidewalk. He doesn't get puppy treats every single day (multiple times), have pepperoni bought just for him, or all the leftover meat from dinner. And he definitely doesn't get rubbed all evening while Mommy relaxes after the boys have gone to bed. No, you must have him confused with someone else, because he's too pitiful for all that.

Just Wondering

Should I be more concerned that our television has perpetual finger prints all over it (as in all 60 inches of it), or that I'm sometimes too far beyond caring to wipe them off at night when I'm sitting down to watch something myself (you know, that isn't animated and doesn't make me want to pull my hair out because I'm seeing it for the millionth time in my life)? Just wondering.

Oh, and I have Xander to thank for the fingerprints, in case you were wondering. Sometimes his brothers join in, mind you, but usually it's him. He's trying to be interactive with the shows, apparently. Secretly, I think Josh and I are hoping that he'll break it and we can have an excuse for a new flat screen. What we would do when they pulled that off the wall, I'm not sure. Because we can all see that happening, right?

Also, in a completely random but somewhat related aside (I sat down to a girl movie tonight, and actually did manage to wipe off the fingerprints for a change) . . . we're LOVING Netflix.

We're so very late to the game, I know, since it's been around for a while, but Josh's parents were nice enough to "gift" it for us for Christmas. We've watched lots of good (and some not so good) movies, are in the middle of a few good television series that play on channels we're too cheap to pay for with our cable (Tudors, anyone?), and are slightly addicted to adding movies to our "queue" (how exactly do you say that word, anyway?).

My favorite feature - you can actually bookmark movies that are not even available yet. I always see previews for movies that I think I would like (but not for $8.50 in the theatre), and then I totally forget about them later or can't find them when I get around to remembering them. Now I can save them and decide when they are available if I still think I want to see it. And they always have everything! Love it! Of course, they are assuming you will still be a member and paying the monthly fee, and saving the list is just one more way to keep you hooked. But I'm okay with that.

And while I would absolutely recommend it to anyone, I will especially recommend it to parents with small children. You know, the ones who rarely get out. Trust me on this.