Football in the side yard (or: new lense!)

As

"they"

 say,

 It's

all

fun

and

games

until

someone

gets

hurt.

 =)

Birthday Weekend

Here are some pics from this weekend.

Tonka is learning to be a mechanic

Fixin' the wheel

OSHA was not involved with this operation. I don't think that Italy even has OSHA.

Birthday Cake!!

Tonka may have gotten a birthday haircut.

Tonka and a neighbor friend in the bouncy house

Momma and 'Fer not in the bouncy house

Birthday booty!!

There are lots more pictures on the computer. Maybe you can see them in a couple of weeks.

WW: SOOC

(from a few weeks ago)

monkey boys

My boys often play outside in the back yard while I am getting dinner ready. Since it is so small and we have 2 sets of french doors, we can hear or see them easily from anywhere downstairs. What has proven entertaining is the fact that they don't often realize that they are being watched. Truth be told, I try to ignore them as much as possible once they are back there. This is why:






You might think the baby is too young for such daring behavior. He would beg to differ:





ps: mom, the shorties are from a huge sweater that you gave me long ago. Thought about dying them, but I happen to love the color. Curly Purly waist with a drawstring, and a very fitted bum that I thought way too much about during the knitting process. They do work like a charm though, and only used one sleeve worth of wool. Notice that I never did get around to fully weaving in the last end. I also still need to attach the very cute tag. As it has been about 6 months since I finished these, I don't see either happening anytime soon. Oh well.

cwasee patcher & funny 'fer

"habada goo day worrrr!"

a bowl o' beans and a baby boy

Mrs. G and Granny Boo: remember the day I called both of you and said "you can have him"? This was during one of only a few happy minutes of the day. Ten seconds after the last pic? screeching and squealing and flailing. gah! It's a good thing he's cute and a bit past his expiration date, lol.

occupying the toddler

oh, and ps: don't you just love the packing paper+fingerpaint+dived frame=work of art?! it's going to hang just above the table there, as soon as we find the drill bits for the hammer drill.

Mail Call, Mineo Edition.

The mail is always fairly appreciated around here. It's either a nice note from some one back home or something that we just couldn't find in the NEX here, or didn't want top pay NEX prices. Today is no exception. We received a very fun package this afternoon.
No, it wasn't just because of the size of the box it came in.
Although we did have fun with that, what is more important, of course, is what came in the box.
Drums!!
EP attempted a solo gig on the Rock Band kit. (if you don't know what it is ask your resident teenager or pre-teen, I am pretty sure they can explain)
EP needed some help.
The boy didn't appreciate the help, however, he wanted to do things on his own, so daddy was reduced to the bass drum kicker guy. This was the only thing he could do unnoticed by the newly independent youngster.
This game also comes with a microphone so you can croon along to your favorite tunes.
Also a guitar is included so you can jam out on it if you like. I had to pry the sticks out of the boys hands when it was dinner time so we didn't make it to taking pictures with the little guitar. I think that I will have to buy him a real drum set for Christmas.
So, who wants to build me a soundproof room?