Cause I like this picture

Happy B'day PA!

Things I love about my father-in-law:

He puts up with all our little ones' moods, good and ugly.

He makes the best rosemary bread.

He can tell jokes that make us all laugh.

He maintains a detailed and always fascinating journal.

He is fearless and fabulous at charades.

His hats.

His love for his family.

My favorite things

This post is for me.

To soothe my sorrows when next I need soothing.

Someday

I admire photographers. This shot, which I like but is no masterpiece, took some 40 shots to get. It's hard to get a good one, and it feels like luck when I get it. So, I like it, even more. Such is life.

As I was looking through the pictures that I got, I noticed that in many of the ones that had Jamie in them too, he was imitating Josh's positions for catching the frisbee. I was focused on taking pictures that day and didn't even notice what little Jamie was doing. But thanks to these pictures, I have a whole new view into his sweet mind. Someday, it will be Jamie catching that frisbee.

Superpowers

I'm happy to report that we are eating our vegetables to develop our superpowers.

My superpower is to read minds. Joel was really surprised to hear this. I grinned widely inside when I read that in his mind. But, I don't eat my vegetables all the time, so sometimes my power fails me. But that's ok. It's a good reminder to eat some lettuce.

Joel's superpower is to see very far with his extra-sensory eyes. He is certain that he can sometimes see other planets. Whenever I am driving and I need help finding a "Q" for the alphabet game, he's a really big help. Also helpful is a bag of carrots on hand for him.

Harlan can turn his enemies with laughter. His is especially helpful when I'm in a bad mood.

We're not sure what Jamie's superpower is, yet. He hasn't eaten anything other than crackers since he was born. We'll wait.

Buzz

I wish it were just his summer hairdo and not a fixation.  But alas, his hair now looks respectable and he's wanting to shave it all off again.  No amount of "I love your hair!" and "it makes the girls swoon" seems to make any difference.  

So if the cops pull me over for speeding, my excuse will probably be: "There was a barber back there!  I didn't want my son to see him.  I'm sorry officer.  I'm sure you understand."

Jamie's 4th time around the sun.

Things I love about Jamie:

He claps his hands when I tell him something he likes.

He sings songs while he plays.

He tries to make his brother happy when he throws a tantrum.

He likes to wear his shoes on the wrong feet as much as right.

He plays guitar with his whole body.

His crazy curls and big brown eyes.

He backs into his trailer just like Lightening McQueen (for bed).

He almost always lets us tickle him and laughs hysterically.

We're so lucky he is ours.  Happy Birthday sweet boy!