Homework

I just love that he has discovered drawing "profiles" (check the faces). And the fingers are killing me! But my favorite part...has GOT to be my high heals. (click on picture if you need to enlarge).

"5"

Click on photo to enlarge and read text. He is 5. He is my sunshine. He loves Star Wars, Sponge Bob, stuffed animals, crafts and construction. He loves his brother and his family. He showers us with hugs and kisses. He is sweet and gentle...he still sucks his thumb with blue blankie. He loves everything lemon. He won't eat cheese or butter. He loves to snuggle. He loves swords, guns and light sabers. He weighs 38 pounds. He has a mother that is totally in love with him.

Living with boys

I found myself home with a sick kid today. So after vacuuming the entire house, mopping the kitchen floor, stripping all the sheets on the beds, washing them and remaking all the beds, doing 5 loads of laundry, making a batch of Rice Krispie treats, running to Blockbuster for more movies, stopping at Wegmans for supplies and the State Store for wine...I threw a pot roast in the oven and well...NEEDED SOMETHING MORE TO DO. Are you throwing things at me? It's understandable; I am sick, accept it. Anyway I decided to throw out the Tollhouse cookies I made Monday because they weren't quite perfect. Again; I'm sick, accept it. Anyway, I go to grab my Kitchen Aid mixer and what do I find? A Clone Trooper...who might I add was in quite a predicament in my blender. Sigh. I bathe with crocodiles, I sleep with Komodo Dragons, I apparently cook with Clone Troopers and well...I live with boys.

The second batch was MUCH better by the way.