No Peter Pan

I asked TJ if he would agree to never grow up, stay 3 and live with me forever. He said yes, then changed his mind.

"No. I'll buy the house behind yours with a pool and be your neighbor."

We hugged on it. That's binding.

Current Favorites

TJ's favorite word: Yahooo!

Paul's favorite food: candy

Paul's favorite food aside from candy: sandwiches

TJ's favorite food: "cheese." He happened to be eating cheese, so I think a more accurate answer might be 'whatever he happens to be eating and enjoying at the moment.'

Paul's favorite word: poo. This makes Coker very happy.

Missing Teeth

Here's a good picture of Paul so that we all remember what a handsome, non-gorilla-looking kid he is.Here's a gorilla-like photo of Paul that offers a great shot of his missing teeth.

Thoughts on T-Ball

Paul is so strong and so intelligent, I think he'll be a great athlete. He's playing T-ball this season and his favorite parts are, "the dugout and batting." So, he likes to bat and goof off with his friends. Fair enough.

Tonight was the first game of a tournament, and I thought I'd come up with a plan to help him stay focused. I offered him a bribe; if he watched the ball and didn't play in the dirt, I would pay him $5. He refused my bribe. I choose to believe he's just that ethical and wants to keep the game clean.

He didn't play in the dirt and did a good job, though his team lost. He did his best to watch the ball, but baseball just doesn't seem to inspire him - yet. I have hope that he will learn to love it and not be completely miserable, as I remember feeling playing softball. I'm glad I played softball; at least I understand the basics and can play a fun game if the opportunity arises. Hmm, on the same premise, maybe he needs to take piano lessons...

Just as an aside, Paul asked me, "why are you chuckling?" The question made me chuckle more because I liked his choice of words.

Swimming Underwater

TJ splashed in 6 inches of water, while I stood in about 4 feet of water in the pool. He decided to plunge into the water beside me, fearless. I looked at his head underwater and saw him struggling. I grabbed him up out of the water and he admonished me, "Mom, why did you do that?"

"I didn't want you to drown. What were you doing?"

"I was swimming underwater."

Haircuts

I work every third weekend. Up until a few months ago, I worked every fourth weekend. That third comes around a lot faster than the fourth. A lot.

Sunday, while I was at work, my dear, sweet, beloved husband decided the boys needed haircuts. I like their hair a little long, not because it is en vogue, but because it looks sweet and boyish. Coker likes them looking clean-cut and manly, which I can respect from his perspective.

Paul tells me they went to Coker's barber shop, but it was closed. I will tell you that I came home to little boys with strange new hairdos. Coker cut their hair himself. I'm afraid to ask where in the house he cut it, but I've yet to visit a room without hair on the floor or in the sink.

I took them for haircuts on Monday. They are now clean-cut, manly looking little boys.

Museum Day

This is my vacation week, so we're having fun! I mean it! We went to the museum today...

Paul breaks from fighting the dragon to smile for the camera.
Paul really enjoys the water play area. Yes, he is wearing a too-small blazer in the blazing Texas sun.
TJ loves trains and tracks.
Dino Dig! Notice the blazer has been removed.
Cooling off in the stream in the dino dig area.
On the way out, they really cooled off in the fountain. Lucky we had spare clothes in the car!