What a Day

Well, this day has been a very productive day. This is Mark by the way, Laura is preparing for her Sunday school class, and I have a lot to say. This morning I went to Walmart to pick up some food to feed a family after the funeral of their 92 year old mother. In my basket I had 3 tubs of Potato Salad, 2 Tubs of Baked Beans, 5 Packages of dinner rolls, 2 big bags of chips, 50 pieces of fried chicken, and in my dads cart (he came to help me get the food to my van. What a dad!) was a sandwich tray, 2 gallons of tea, and 3 kinds of soft drinks. The reason I say all this is because of the reaction I received from people. The first man said, "You must be having a picnic." I said "No, a funeral." He said, "Oh" and walked off. I thought that was hilarious. The second man walked up and said, "Y'all are having a gathering". I said "No, a funeral." He said, "Oh, well that is kind of like a gathering." And to finish it all off, the check out lady said, "Are you having a party?" I said, "No, a funeral." She said, "Oh" and looked down. All three people said their comment to me with energy and after I told them what the food was really for, their face dropped and little was said after that. It was funny.

I came home and the boys were in the backyard with Laura playing. I changed my clothes and Laura comes running inside holding Charlie, who is crying, and she told me to get a rag for Charlie's nose, which was bleeding out of both nostrils. Apparently Jack had accidentally hit Charlie directly in the face with the plastic baseball bat. The bat is about the size of a softball in circumference. After we got the bleeding stopped Charlie wanted to go outside and play some more. He continually had blood dripping from his nose the rest of the morning (which was less than one hour), but it did not seem to stop him. Laura said it looked like it hurt so bad that at first he couldn't even cry because it hurt so bad.

And then the rest of the day Dad and I worked on finishing all the firewood and we did.

Dad and I standing in front of the wood shed that Dad and I built together to put all the wood and the boys' toys. I am holding a splitting maul and dad is holding a stickler. http://www.thestickler.com/

We had so much wood, we had to make two rows inside the wood shed so it would all fit.

More Wood.

And more wood.

And my beautiful wife, who is 26 weeks pregnant with our third boy. Hopefully he won't have any encouters with the bat when he gets older.

Just the simple things

When Laura and I put the boys to bead, several times they both want Laura. And this is one of those times.

Jack enjoyed dressing up in his Fireman costume. He especially enjoys fighting off tigers with his hatchet. The tigers seem to come when we are getting in the van to go somewhere and all he can do is run around in the driveway and fight off the tigers that are trying to get us. He protects us.

Someone gave Dad and Mom this horse and the boys really enjoy it. Jack can mount and dismount the horse with no help and whatever Jack can do Charlie can do also. Occasionally, the horse throws Charlie, but he dismounts in a graceful manner. Basically hold on to whatever you can as you fall.

We went and saw the Budweiser Klydesdale at the fairgrounds.

Charlie loves taking pictures.

Cooking Waffles

This is Mark, (mark day, Luara's husband) I am taking over, everyone has been waiting too long for information about our family. This is Laura and Charlie making waffles one morning. Notice how Laura is standing with Charlie as he mixes. And also notice the container of buttermilk directly behind the white mixing bowl.

Laura has walked away, and the buttermilk container is still there and Charlie is planning his next move.

The buttermilk is still there and he is thinking, "Just keep backing up mommy"

Now notice that the buttermilk is gone and now it is all over the counter. Charlie decides to add the 2 cups of buttermilk by himself. It was the hit and miss technique.

I should be a photographer for a survival show. I never stopped taking pictures, I am in the moment. (I should be helping Laura clean up, but I am professional and nothing distracts me from the task at hand)

All Laura is saying now is, "I can't believe I walked away, what was I thinking"

A long time coming

Christmas at Last

We also visited family at my parents house. We had to have a children's table this year. It looks as if this is where Mark was placed (haha), but he was just supervising at the moment.

Rowdy boys. Charlie tried to do everything his brother and older cousins did.

Jack playing with cousins.

Oh the fun! Wagons, tricycle, and skateboards made for a lot of adventure for kids of all ages.