Last night I had a really strange dream.
It went like this:
A whole bunch of people were all hanging out at a mall. Including myself, my kids, and Barack Obama (who was, in my dream, still the president.) Leo was being really naughty and running away from me, so I yelled at him. It was caught on camera and Pres. Obama used it to make a public service commercial about being a bad parent. I was super mad at him because I was only yelling at Leo because he was wandering off in a crowded place, not because I'm a bad parent. So I went up to him and gave him a piece of my mind. I called him some very mean things and basically told him that he was a big meany. And then I stormed off.
But here's the shocking thing:
He followed me, admitted that he did a horrible thing, and we became buddies.
Fast forward to this afternoon.
I was looking at stuff on Pinterest and I saw a picture of Obama. My heart immediately filled with warm happiness and I thought, "Oh, I like him now. We're friends." And then I remembered that I really think he's a horrible person and a terrible President and also maybe a little bit evil.
That's the end of my story.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Yesterday Jay tells me,
"Mom, I'm want a cup a cake."
I didn't have any cake mix.
I had 3 extra kids.
The only store within walking distance was closed for the day.
So I tell this to Jay.
And he says,
"Mom, I'm really like a cup a cakes."
And I say, "I know son, but . . ."
(see above list of reasons)
And then Jay says,
"Mom, I'm a need a cup a cake."
So I pulled out a cook book and made him some from scratch.
How could I not?
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
So I've decided that in spite of their near-constant naughtiness, these boys are pretty cute. I think I'll keep them around for a while.
We might have let Leo watch the end of Shaun of the Dead.
And he might be slightly obsessed with zombies now.
As in the, "I'm too scared to sleep in my own bed" kind of obsessed.
The other night I refused his tear-laden request to sleep in his room with him.
(I told him that his bed was too small and he said,
"But mom, you can just use the bed on the floor that you used when grandma and grandpa were here."
Someone is getting a little too smart for his own good.)
So any way, after a few minutes of crying both boys went to sleep. A little while later we went into their room and found this:
Jay Alvin, who is still not afraid of much, had come to his brother's rescue.
On an unrelated note:
Jay loves tomatoes.
If they are within his reach he will steal them and he will eat them all.
He's a pretty good sharer, but not when it comes to food.
If you take his food he will fight you.
He will prey open your mouth, get his food back and eat it.
Even if you already chewed it up.
And if you already swallowed it you are on his black list for a long time.
A few days ago I made Rice Krispie Treats.
The following day Leo decided to bring the entire pan upstairs for a snack.
It was half full, at least, and he ate the entire thing all by himself.
It took him a good hour to do it, but he just kept plugging along until they were gone.
Then he said, "So, what's for lunch?"
Here's Jay being a little sassy pants.
He knows he is cute and he takes advantage.
And Leo has decided that the computer is his.
He's currently hooked on videos of train crashes on YouTube.
Jay came upstairs crying today.
He was saying, "Leo hurted myself." over and over.
When he finally made it upstairs I noticed that his face was covered in something weird. Then we had this conversation:
Me: What is on your face? What did you eat? Was it. . .
Leo: Chalk. It was chalk.
Jay: (with a huge grin) SHOCK!
Me: How did it taste? Was it. . .chalky?
Jay: (huge grin) Yes. Shocky!
He was so proud of himself.
Monday, September 10, 2012
We spent the last day of our trip at Muir Woods and the boys were in heaven.
Jay was absolutely fascinated by the river.
And both boys were happy to be able to run and climb on everything in sight.
Leo thought it was so cool that he could get inside the trees.
He was quite put out whenever the cracked trees were off the trail.
And he loved pointing out all the trees that had been on fire.
Jay rode on Ty's shoulders for most of the two mile hike.
We probably should have picked a shorter trail.
Both boys were pretty cranky by the end.
Even though we stopped to rest a bunch of times,
it was a bit much for them.
At the very end Jay was beyond done.
He didn't want to walk and he refused to be carried.
We left him on the floor and started to walk away saying things like,
"Well, it was nice having you in our family."
And, "Hopefully someone nice picks you up."
Leo said, "I think I'm going to go back and get Jay to come. Then we won't have to leave him behind."
And it worked.
Jay followed Leo to where we were and allowed Ty to carry him the rest of the way out.
When we were almost to the car Leo said,
"Let's not ever come here again. Okay, mom?"
After grandma and grandpa left we headed up to San Francisco.
Our first stop was Ghirardelli Square.
Jay thought the fountain was the best.
And then he found out there was ice cream.
Here we are, waiting for our sundae.
It was awesome.
Jay was in heaven.
It took me about 10 tries to get that picture of Jay because our camera is slow.
It kept taking the picture after his mouth was closed.
I finally complained that I couldn't get a picture of Jay with his mouth open and Leo said,
"Here mom. You can take a picture of me with my mouth open."
We took the tour of the WWII submarine.
Ty was actually thinking about being a submariner at one point in time, so he was especially interested.
The doorways were chest-high on Jay.
He had to really climb through each one and he loved it.
Most of the walk ways were only as broad as your shoulders.
Even with only 4 of us I was feeling a little cramped.
I can't imagine having to live on one of this with 80 other people.
This is as close as we got to Alcatraz.
We went to see the sea lions on Pier 39 but the boys were unimpressed.
They preferred to climb all over this table.
Here's Jay just being adorable.
We spent one of our mornings at the Exploratorium.
Jay was fascinated by this giant bubble exhibit.
You can't see it very well, but they were getting some huge bubbles.
After that we went back to Ghirardelli,
and Jay got his head stuck in a chair.
He was really upset until the ice cream came.
We rounded out our stay with a very short trip to Golden Gate Park.
And a trip across the bridge.
On our way home we asked Leo what his favorite part was.
He said, "Probably riding all the buses."
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Grandma and Grandpa Reber came and visited us this week.
And I didn't take any pictures, of course.
(We were having too much fun, alright? Leave me alone!)
Even though they were only here for 4 days, we squeezed in a lot of fun things.
We went to the aquarium.
(Pretend that I took this picture instead of copying it from their website.)
We stopped by the beach.
(Again, pretend I didn't steal this photo.)
We saw the sea lions in Moss Landing.
(This one is actually mine.)
Leo and Jay spent most of the time throwing rocks in the water.
We ate dinner and Fisherman's Wharf and stopped at the candy store when we were done. Jay Alvin got one of those long, twisty suckers and he managed to sneak it into his bed during nap time. He woke up looking like this:
(He's crying because he wanted a drink and I wouldn't get him one until I took a picture. :))
And we also went to Carmel by the Sea.
We took a very quick tour of the Mission
And ate at Clint Eastwood's restaurant
(You guessed it. Stolen.)