Pushed Around

There is nothing like being pushed around by your big brother.

Good Clean Fun

The kids love taking a bath together. But don't forget Mr. Bubble!

On The Road

We went on a little day long road trip with ESF's aunt a few weeks ago. The kids were so good for the whole drive. They had fun riding in AK's minivan.


(just waking up from a little nap)

Park Day

The weather has been lovely in Cowtown. Bangs took the kids to the park last week for the first time this year.




Number Three did not like the swings unless she was in them with Au Contraire.



Then she loved it. But AC wasn't down with it. After a few minutes she said she was done.




Number Three hated being in her carseat. She really hated almost all of the time spent at the park.



AC and Mr. X spent most of the time on the swings. Just like good ol' times back in NY.



















And we'll be heading back again today.

I Am Not Your Broom

Au Contraire woke up with bruxa hair this morning. (Bruxa means witch in Portuguese.)








And, no. She did not want this hairdo photographed for posterity.

But, Mr. Xcitement did--



He said "cheese", but I think he meant something else...maybe "nose cheese"?



Or chocolate. Because that's what's always on his sweet little face.

Weekend Mischief

Mr. Xcitement got a little too excited this weekend.

List of his accomplishments:

*Friday night he ripped off a section of painted over wallpaper in the toy room. It turns out it was moldy like nobody's business and our landlords had to be called in to remove not just the wallpaper, but the layers of wallpaper, and plaster down to the bare wood.

*Scrounged a green pen. Colored all over himself, his jammies, and a few other things...

*Scrounged a blue pen and got creative on the toy room table. And a few other places.

*Drank immitation maple syrup (read: HFCS) from the bottle--not once, not twice, not even thrice, but FOUR times. He had/has the diarrhea and diaper rash to prove it.

*Got aforementioned syrup all over his best friend Puh-Buh (that's Pooh-Bear for the rest of us), and spent the day licking Puh-Buh's ears.

*Ate dried up bits of old PB&J sandwiches in lieu of better food served to him.

*Took over as ring leader of the church nursery by leading everyone in a march on the tables. (I think his teachers aren't too sad to see him go home on Sunday.)

*Oh, and before I forget--last week his and Au Contraire dumped a whole tin of ground cinnamon all over the kitchen and their toy room. But, I can't complain. Everytime I vacuum, it smells like cinnamon toast.