New Specs

Guess who got new glasses (and picked them out himself)...it wasn't Connor. Doc says he has to wear then for real now so I ponied up for some blue spongebob glasses. I'm not the one who has to wear them. This purchase was made after a lengthy discussion on how dumb glasses are and how well he can see. Negotiations began and there is a clearly defined list of when glasses are or are not required. He had to sign his name in blood that he would adhere to the list prior to the purchase of these lovely frames. Just a couple more years and bring on the contacts!

What do the B Boys think?

How have the B boys taken this new, you ask? Well as you can imagine they all wanted at boy. They went to the ultrasound with us and they got to hear the news at the same time we did. When the tech made the big reveal we were all clueless to what we were looking at (should have be an immediate signal 'cuz we know what a boy looks like on screen!) Can you see the 3 lines? Nope. Do you see boy parts? Nope. It's a girl! I think immediately everyone grinned ear to ear. Then Logan says, "I'm not happy about this!" The other two kind of followed Logan's lead. However, Lucas, could really care less. He loves babies so any baby is good for him. Kale is secretly thrilled about it. The man has always had a thing for girls and this means girl toys and pink...two of his favorites (on the down low of course). They are boys and will adjust to the girl concept pretty easy. All in all the family is thrilled and completely surprised.

Unbelievable!

This equals

To say we were shocked is an understatement!

Visitors

The grandparents made the journey to see soccer genius out of the B boys. Mad skills were shown and we clapped with our frozen hands and our cheers were visible in the air. Okay...so maybe it wasn't that cold, but darn near. There was lots of eating out and a big K-State win! The B boys also took the G-Parents to Toys R Us to work on the their Christmas list and somehow ended up coming home with a toy each. Hmm...I wonder how that happened? Good times.

Roller Skating

Any B boys in roller skates is rare and it usually means there is a birthday party. That was just the case this weekend. Our good buddy Connor turned 9 (which is totally unfair that he is nine before Logan!). For Lucas and Kale it was there first time at the rink. The B boys...not so experienced compared to other kids. Who knew people still skated. One of the boys showed up with his own gear. Kale loved it regardless of his ability to stand. He wanted me to keep pulling him around. A big exhausting. Lucas hated it until we put him in training skates. Then he could basically just run. Logan gets better each time. He woke up the next morning with sore buns from multiple falls and I think he the wall is his new BFF. By the end of the party they were hooked on skating and all 3 have declared they will be having a skate party for their birthday. We'll see.

A day off of school

Being the amazing mom's that Meredith and I are, we both took vacation the day off of work to spend with our kids who had the day off. We drug the kids to a pumpkin patch and to the movie "Where the Wild Things Are". How did that work with 2 moms and 4 boys, you ask? Much like you think. A lot of silliness at the pumpkin patch as well as rolling around and instantly filthy boys. The movie was awesome. A little scary for Kale and the message flew right over the big boys heads. Not really what I expected but really good. One that we will buy.

Latest attempt at craftiness

I customized these onesies for my friend Amy who is days away from giving birth to her daughter Abigail. If you stand back and squint your eyes they look amazing. I have kind of a lead foot with the sewing machine...that makes decorative stitching not so pretty. As I like to say with all of my projects...they're made with love!

What is wrong with him?

Kale was exposed to H1N1 as his sitters son has the hog fever. So he got to spend the week at home as his mama attempted to work. We had a nice time and lots of interesting conversations. Here is just a sample:

K: When I grow up I'm going to be a doctor.
M: Really, what kind?
K: A white one.
M: That's not what I meant...fill in lots of doctor options...
K: A doctor that helps babies get out.

What is with him and color? Earlier I thought he was trying to diversify the family...now I'm not sure.

A proud Lucas

Lucas has done so well in Kindergarten. He as exceeded expectations...so far. Today he came home from school beaming. In the Terrific Tuesday Meeting (all school meeting) he was called up by the principal and was given a Christian Witness Award for Great Listening Skills of all things. A half sheet of photo copied paper in all it's glory that reads:

Lucas, wow! I am so proud of you and your good choices! You have shown me many times that you are able to follow good instruction because of your listening skills: remember to stop, look and listen closely. Also, I'm very proud when you move away from people and things that are a distraction to you. Keep up the great work! Love Mrs. M

As his parents we are super proud of him as well. Seeing him recognized for good work in areas he struggles in is awesome.

We Miss Manhattan

Why did we wait 8 years to go back for a game? I guess 'cuz we are crazy. We had the best weekend ever. We love Manhattan, we love the 'Cats, we love HC Bill Snyder. We.Love.KSU!

It was so good to go back. There were some changes. Like the Delt house is now a Church Ministry...Jamey says it always was! Pyramid pizza...gone. Purple Arches...gone. Call Hall Dairy bar...closed on Saturdays. But we did get to dine at Rock-A-Belly Deli. Who knew our kids were particular. The boys that will eat food off the floor did not like the tables there. Apparently they are old and dirty. That's just character. We had our own lame tailgate prior to the game. We ate Goodcents, Steve drank beer out of purple cans (sorry Ryno, Steve forgot to put yours in your garage. He claims it was an accident.), and the boys played tackle football in the grass as we watched everyone walk to the game. Our seats were located 2" below the sun and Lucas instantly became afraid of heights. Just a temporary fear. We got him to walk up the stairs...slowly...while everyone had to filter around us. Then there was a brief, tearful episode on the 3rd level. A bag of popcorn fixed that. Finally he was ready to brave the stands. He slinked his way up the 8 rows he had to climb to get to our seats. He crawled on his belly over each row until he made it. I'll admit it was too freakin' high and I did not like it either. Once people filled in around us all was fine and the fear of heights (for Lucas) vanished. The game was a blast. The kids really got into the usual fan support, the screaming ahhhh, the keys, Good for a Wildcat First Down...they loved it all. The people in front of us really enjoyed us as well. They only got water, popcorn and frozen lemonade spilled on or near them or their seats. Luckily some of it they were unaware of. After the game they put on an amazing fireworks show. On the long drive back to the hotel we did have to pull over so Lucas could relieve himself...he was on the verge of uromysitisis. He avoided being arrested much like his aunt Kasey did in college. Sunday morning we toured the campus and played/explored Memorial Stadium. We lingered until 2:00 and headed to KC. Not to worry we did replenish our K-State gear while we were there.

The boys are now bleed purple. We were beginning to worry with all this Razorback brainwashing they are exposed to. Logan would even move there so Dad could go to all the games.

Not going to wait another 8 years to return.