Mr. Mom

Nick's home alone with the boys while I'm away at a conference until Tuesday night. He told me tonight that I asked him to do "just one thing" several times today. So what "just one thing" should he take care of? He started naming off the things I asked him to do: brush the boys teeth, get Cullen's school stuff together, give the boys baths, move everything by and around the windows (we are getting new windows tomorrow), put tags on the water shirts, bring water shirts to the boutique in town that will now be selling them for me, etc... The list goes on and on and I've now decided I actually need him to do about 100 things while I'm away and not "just one".

Hey Nick, one more thing, while I'm away don't forget about Rootsy:)

Love ya!

Living in a Winter Wonderland

What a day for the snow-blower to not start. We have a LOT of snow and it's still coming down. School was called off last night for us and it was not possible to even get out of our driveway before noon today. The boys had a BLAST spending time outside most of the day. They came in to eat lunch and get their hat and mittens dried before heading back out. Here are lots of pictures of the boys enjoying the snow.Tonight we went out to Chuck E. Cheese to help Carson celebrate his 5th birthday. We had a great time with the place to ourselves. We were informed they would be closing early but we still had plenty of time to eat/play. The highlight of the birthday was when Billy and Nick won "Deal or No Deal" (50 tickets). Billy did a lap around the place holding the tickets above his head with the tickets trailing behind him. While Nick informed Katie and me that if we ever got on the show and needed a lifeline they would be who we should call. Um, isn't a lifeline from "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire"?

Chestnuts Roasting...

This morning while I was getting ready I asked Nick if he could make the boys breakfast before heading off to work. I came down to the boys eating in the middle of the living room.

When I came home from school I walked in to find Cullen roasting homemade marshmallows over an open fire while reading. I took a picture just to prove that some boys can multi-task, a skill Cullen must have picked-up from me:)

I have no idea where the below picture came from, I didn't take it but it was taken today. I found it as I was downloading pictures. This looks more like something Geremu would do then Cullen. I wish I knew exactly how he got down without tipping the table.

Yahoo, More than a Search Engine

Tonight Geremu was busy playing with his basket that he keeps his puppy stuffed animals in, it looks like this... He leaves the room I'm in and I hear, "YAAAAAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOO", a tumbling sound, a crash and crying. I run into the hall and see Geremu at the bottom of the steps on the ground rubbing his head with one hand and holding his back with the other.

When I was younger my sister Katie talked me into get in a laundry basket and she sent me on a ride down our stairs. I had to be talked into that stunt and did not come up with it on my own. Geremu on the other hand didn't need a dare or an audience. He rode down the stairs, sledding style in his puppy basket all on his own doing. I don't really think he hurt himself too badly (just a pretty big bump on the head), he did give himself a pretty bad scare.

Geremu's Future Profession= Stunt Man or Bobsledder

The Stockings Were Hung...

Last night when we were pumping the boys up for St. Nick's visit Cullen enthusiastically said, "You mean the Leprechauns are coming?!?" After talking a little more we figured out that he was confusing St. Nick's Day with St. Patrick's Day. An easy mistake since they both involve small people (Leprechauns and Elves) and are named after Saints.
After watching Cullen in action this morning there is a little part of me that wishes he would NEVER grow up. He is so into holidays, screaming for gifts that both he got as well as Geremu. It's just so precious... he is so innocent and such a believer!

Geremu was a little quiet and unsure.

Cullen's excitement was so contagious, Geremu mostly followed his lead.

Tonight when I was getting dinner ready I heard Cullen say, "Dad this is for you and Gere dis is for you. I don't want to hear you fight. You get what you get." I'm thinking he may have heard that before. Anyways, it turns out Cullen was talking about the headbands.

The other night while we were playing we got a phone call telling us to go on our computer and check Santa out. So we did and we saw some of our cousins sitting on Santa's lap, we couldn't have been more excited to be a part of the action.

Here is the tree that survived the fall off the van. It's actually not crooked, the picture is. It also looks like Rootsy (that's the boy's elf) has a prime seat to watch the boys in action tomorrow.

Oh Christmas Tree

Nick has been busy, very busy... Christmas is coming and I want to enjoy our tree so I took it upon myself today to go pick out a tree with the boys (without Nick). So we go tree shopping and the first thing I have to find out once we arrive at our destination is if these guys that are working will help me get a tree on top of our van. I'm pretty sure I can't just shove it in the back and drag it home, there just didn't appear to be enough room. They will help and after talking to them for a little while they even offer to deliver it. I tell them delivery is not necessary. They help me find what I'm looking for and get it settled on top of the van.

After driving home I realize that I can't pull into the garage because of the tree, so I park outside. I inspect the tree and decide I don't want the tree to have "bed head" tomorrow from laying on the top of the van all night. So I go inside grab a scissors and snip the rope holding the tree on the van. I jump back in the van and throw it in reverse and slam on the breaks causing the tree fly right off the back of the van. I'm kidding, I should have done that. I yell at the boys to get out of the way before pushing the tree off of the top of the van, it's very possible I put a few scratches in the van. I shouldn't have to worry about vacuuming once we have the tree in the house, all the loose needles fell off when the tree hit the ground. We all drag it into the garage and lean it against the wall.

Cullen is now mad that I won't put the tree up in the house tonight and I'm pretty sure I should have taken those guys up on delivery.

It's December...

Do you remember that stuff growing on nick's chin/face?

It's gone!