Paul is the Best!

I'm in the wrong season. Instead of pulling out Christmas decorations and decking the halls, I've decided to go through closets and toy chests to organize and (secretly) get rid of a few things. The boys will ask, "where are you taking that?" I provide a vague answer about just moving it to another room or rearranging. They'll forget about the Sonic tot toys and McDonald's talking plastic Chipmunks soon enough.

I pulled some photo albums down from the top shelves of TJ's closet and looked through a few pictures. I took a picture of me from my senior year in high school to Paul and asked, "Who do you think this is?"

He barely glanced at it and said, "That's you mom." I asked how he knew and he said, "It looks just like you. Look in the mirror."

I love that boy.

Great Wolf

We went to Great Wolf for the weekend. Scott and Cissy were there with Cayelyn and Casey. The boys had a great time playing with their cousins. Here's TJ with some character.The boys loved the bunk bed.
Paul poses.
Everyone try to look as sad as TJ looks.
The bunk beds were in their own little "cave" in our room.

Halloween

Welcome to Roswell.Acquaintances ask Coker if he's an alien all the time, so we decided to embrace the alien theme for Halloween.
Here's Pre Vizsla (according to Paul, that's pronounced 'prinz allya') and an astronaut.
We went to a party at a neighbor's house. The kids decorated pumpkins. TJ looks on as Paul and Alec work.
Amina and TJ hang out at the party. Yes, they have an orange tree!
Paul's pumpkin masterpiece.
Coker is a robot alien monkey. You'll have to ask him about that one; he'll show you a webpage with a reference to some old movie or TV show. I'm an angel. The alien mask was too uncomfortable, and I'm more believable as an angel anyway, right?
We went trick-or-treating at dusk and I'm currently trying to keep TJ out of the candy.