Quote of the day

"Mom, You are not a child of God."

A mad Logan

Visit from the Grandparents

The boys were greeted by Grandma and Grandpa when they arrived home from school on Friday. They came to see the mighty Logan and Lucas play some baseball. Thanks to the rain they only got to see Logan play. Logan's team wasn't hitting very well so they only got to see him up to bat one time. Such is life. Since we weren't on the ball field on Saturday we went to Target so the boys could pick out a toy (Grandma's doing not mine!),walked around the mall and then went to see Disney Earth. It was a pretty cool movie that we all liked. Steve had already seen it from a class field trip so he had the pleasure of taking Kale to the bathroom 6 million times. Just not quite ready for the movie theatre I guess. The grandparents always get to see the real version of our kids when they're here. From sillies to mean mouth, the B boys don't hold back. When I told Kale to watch his mouth, he told me to watch mine. So respectful at the age of 3. Kale also let out this big belch right by Grandma while Logan and I were building his new Lego set. When I asked who let out that record holding disgusting belch, Kale quickly threw Grandma under the bus and shouted her name. Nice!

The "family" photo

Kale finally included in the baseball gig with his own bat & ball.

Still Obsessed

M: You're going to love the jammies I picked out for you!
K: Are they pink?
M: No, you don't have pink jammies.
K: Can I have some?
M: Guess what jammies I have...
K: My shark jammies?
M: Nope. Your paint shirt!
K: Yeah, I love my paint shirt! Can I wear it right now?

Whew...avoided having to sell Kale on why I wasn't going to buy him pink jammies.

Happy Mother's Day

I would like to wish all you Mutha's out there a HaPpY MoThEr'S DaY!

I hope that your day was as good as mine and that you didn't have to lift a finger cleaning, doing laundry, cooking, tending to your precious children's every need. Oh wait, if your day was like that then it was way better than mine! That's the funny thing about this day. It's fun to be spoiled rotten and treated like a royal princess, but there really is no escaping the motherly duties. Sure you can do them all head of time or put them off but you can never escape them. The mother thing is a pretty sweet gig anyhow especially when your kids and husband are sweet to you and bequeath you with awesome gifts like this...

Transformers

The 2 bigger B boys quickly transformed from soccer superstars...

to baseball bad boys.

Lucas is thrilled to have his first trophy, since Logan has a million, which is apparently not fair. We did have to suffer through CiCi's pizza (I just threw up in my mouth just typing it) to received the trophy. His last game was rained out but nobody was sad about it.

Logan went from an awesome soccer team and coach, to an awesome baseball team. This year the baseball game is the real deal. Score is kept, 3 strikes your out, 3 outs and back to the dugout. I really get sucked into his games (well he's only had one but I'm sure it will hold true future games.) Now I need to find a suitable substitute for the sunflower seed for a 3 year old. I love the kid but I can only shell so many for him. Thinking about going with peanuts in the shell. Speaking of the K-Man, he is so sad that he is not on a baseball team....he's big enough so I'm told. Couple more years, little buddy.

Finger Lickin' Good

Wings are a staple boating food for the B family. However, mother nature will not cooperate with us and give us sunshine and warm weather so we can hit the open water. Ughh the rain....So instead we are forced to enjoy our wings around the kitchen table like common people. Thank goodness we have beer good friends to share them with! The McAllisters joined us for some finger lickin' good wings. Preston love them some much he asked for our recipe! As you can tell from Logan's plate, he too enjoys wings. I was nearly successful into gaining my 4th son, but somehow Reed made it into the car seat and back home with his parents. I'm sure I will have several more opportunities to permanently borrow him and he pretty much loved me so there really shouldn't be any issues with it.

Rockin' the Roller Skates

Logan had 2 Roller skating birthday parties. Logan is not a big fan of skating simply because he's only been one other time prior to yesterday. His mom's a total lamo who never takes him. I gladly shoulder the responsibility of my kids not rockin' the roller skates.

PARTY #1
Duration: 90 min
% of time skating: 0%
Like I told Logan you don't go to a birthday party based on the activity, you go to celebrate your friend. He still had a good time hangin' out with Cole.

PARTY #2
Duration: 90 min
% of time skating: 75%
The difference is that this party was a private party so there was only about 10 kids skating. That's not as intimidating. Also, after 20+ years, his mom came out of retirement and laced up a pair of size 8's and dazzled the 1st graders with mad skating skills. Never once did I fall even though Logan tried to pull me down with him a few times. I even delivered a little backwards skating. Pretty sweet. Logan was getting better and braver and tried to convince me to stay after the party to skate with the masses. Negative.

Logan & Connor at Chili's during skate party intermission.

Skating genius'

All the party goers. No mingling of boys and girls in this photo.

Getting a little braver.

Race for the cure

Yesterday the boys and I participated in the "Race for the Cure" with our friends Meredith and Connor. We were 6 of a bagillion people. And by race we mean leasurely walk pushing strollers loaded down by bags of free stuff. They had tons of booths and activities for all ages. It was tons of fun and the perfect weather. Thanks to all the pink, it was the best day ever for Kale. After the walk the kids did an inflatable obstacle course, the Dash for the Cure, ate free McD's & pink sorbet. They picked up tons off stuff that I'm sure will take several weeks for me to get it all thrown in the trash put away properly. Here are a few pix from our day:

How cute is this kid? He wore the cape to Lucas' soccer game.

Logan, Connor, & Lucas at the "Dash for the cure" starting line

Our "team"

The B family walkers/riders

The boys ready to win the race!

The boys with Strike. Notice the empty stroller. Strike scares the bejeezus out of Kale. He jumped out of that stroller so fast he created a wind gust!

Lucas enjoying the free ride and treats

T-Ball and the Mayor

Lucas has been drug around to so many of Logan's activities we decided we could drag the other boys to one of his activities...the Yankee's T-Ball practice. Thank goodness the coach is a real looker or it wouldn't have been near as easy to pay attention! Plus what would I do if I was actually able to spend time awake in my own home. Hurry up summer and get here!

___________________________

The boys meet the Mayor. He happened to make the mistake of running down the same street that Steve had a flat tire. Thank goodness he missed Steve busting out the mean mouth on the man who led to the flat tire. The mayor was gracious enough to stop and help us on his second pass, since we were still there working on it. He did offer on his first run by but we figured we could take care of it on our own. Well we could have but it was a huge pain and went faster with his help...even though Steve had loads of help from the fellas.

Kale tidbits

Our stalemate. Kale was not going to bed in his own bed.
"Kale, go to bed!!!"
"I won't!"
Silence
15 minutes later I discover this:

______________________

Kale rewrites history:

Can't remember what we were talking about one morning but this was part of our conversation:

K: Oh, yeah well God's dead.

M: Hmmm, really?

K: Yeah, he got shot.

M: No he didn't.

K: Yes he did! He got shot and made blood.

M: Not really. Jesus died on the cross...

K: No. God got shot.

____________________

Just plain weird!

"Can I climb back into your tummy like when I was a baby?"