Manic Monday

Now that is one great way to explore force and velocity!

Thanks Papa and Daddy!

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It was a stripey day.

 

 

 

 

All I see here is a sixteen year old.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Friday!

Manic Monday

Last Saturday this happened.

I wasn't there to get the whole story or even the first rides.  Sounded as if it just naturally happened, no big deal really. Just a Daddy and son doing their thing, with a very proud big brother to cheer him on.

Avery, as predicted, is faster and a bit more reckless than his cautious older brother.

 

Avery is head to toe, in and out all boy!

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 A million more?!

All of our little ones are totally awesome in their own ways, however, George has proven to be the most idyllic baby. He's cuddly, happy, engaging, loves to laugh and adores his siblings.

The other day he joined the boys playing with cars, cranes and planes.

He was so intent on properly sliming the tractor.

And motorcycle.

Such fun.

Uh oh, what's that? You are tired.

That's okay, I can take care of it, myself.

Fingers in.

Tug the ear.

And down.

Yes just like that he is out, while the big kids continued their game.
Most naps are this easy.

Who wouldn't want a million more?!

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 These two melt my heart.

She loves to hold George's hand.

 

 He tries to grab her arm to chop on it.

 

Maybe Imitation Isn't the Best Form of Flattery

Last night, Poppy was in charge of dinner. I know, I know. You know it's going to be a great dinner experience when the bottle of wine costs more than all three frozen pizzas in the oven. PT was excited about pizza for dinner, but became very worried when the pizzas emerged as perfect circles.

Mammasita's pizzas are never perfect circles.

After one bite of a cheese slice, PT became very quiet. He sat back in his chair and it was clear that he wasn't going to eat anymore.

Mammasita's pizzas don't taste like that.

Usually, "no thank you" helpings are an important part of mealtime. Not so when the eldest child pays such a high compliment to his mother's cooking.

The wine was delicious.

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 This past Labor Day, Philip, George and I were treated to parade. The prominent attraction in the parade was the trash can band led by Paul Thomas and siblings. They, all on their own, came up with this idea, assembled their instruments and Paul Thomas whipped out their matching hats.

The Band!

The only way to get a picture these days is to promise a silly one next.

Not sure why the littlest member has the most cumbersome instrument?

She managed though.

Round the corner.

Great Job Leader!

Music to my soul!

Okay, it is far from a beautiful sound! It is, however, a beautiful site to see these three, so creative and encouraging of an activity from start to finish all on their own. From the excited preparation to the carefully execution it was a joy to watch them produce such a wonderful memory.