Learning from big brother

What is it with boys and their affinity for everything gross, messy and yucky? ABC's? No thanks, mom. We'd rather make lovely noises with our mouths and arms. On the plus side, at least they are learning something no school will ever teach them. Priceless.

Bath Time Fun

Is it okay to post and talk about pictures I took last week? Will my blog be taken down for this infraction? Will I go to blog-jail? If so, take me away now because this picture is too hilarious not to make it the first on this lovely blog I'm creating. Andrew and William were taking baths as usual last Thursday night, right before bedtime. William requested "lots of Mickey bubbles" (ie: Mickey Mouse bubble bath) and so he got his wish. Andrew somehow lost his balance while he was playing and landed face first in the oodles of bubbles. When he came up he looked like a cross between Abraham Lincoln and that guy from Mr. Deeds. (The one who says "I tried to make my own [Frosty] at home last night but it just wasn't the same.") If you have no clue who I'm talking about then you missed out. I think I'll photoshop a nice hat on his head to complete his look.

It's about time

I finally broke down and decided to do it. Blog. It's about time too since I've had NO time to scrapbook. At least this will help keep the family informed and help me remember all the wonderful, happy, crazy, messy, chaotic, daily things that happen in our life. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it (that's a song isn't it?)...ok I'll stick to my usual "Woo-Hoo!". I hope everyone enjoys!