Fair

Last Monday we went to the fair. My dad doesn't look to excited about it for some reason?!?!

The boys had a great time riding the rides together.
Reese was gung-ho on all the rides.....

until the ride got his stomach :)

It is nice they can enjoy the rides together.




A great time was had by all. The downpour in the middle of the day didn't make us leave. We just camped out in the coliseum until it is over.

Note to self: Do not wear a white t-shirt to the fair when there is a chance of rain. Just sayin'!

Camping Out!

Saturday night the boys had a camping night in the backyard! Reese couldn't understand why I didn't want to camp out with them. I assured him it was a boys only night and I would be fine inside, in my climate controlled environment.The boys were excited. (And yes, Reese it wearing his footed Christmas pajamas.)I wish this picture wasn't so blurry, but oh well. Happy camp out night boys!

This and That

I haven't been blogging as much lately because I have been spending that time on Pinterest. First of all, genius concept! I was tired of bookmarking things over and over. So far I have tried these ideas I saw on there:

I have so many things I have left to try!

The boys are still enjoying school. They are doing well.

This past Saturday my dad brought a small go-cart he had purchased for the boys to our house. Brooks knew Pop was bringing something but didn't know what. When he saw my dad driving up in the truck, he could see the go-cart in the back of the truck. He was so excited at what he thought he saw, he announced to everyone, "MY VERY OWN TREADMILL!!" We all got a kick out of that one. He would be happy with anything given to him.

Sunday night Reese was sitting in between Brent and I. He leaned in and whispered something to me. I can't remember now what it was. I responded to him by whispering back to him. Well apparently my breath wasn't the freshest at the time. (Hey, I'm just being honest here.) He quickly made a bad face and said, "I think daddy pooted." I couldn't tell on myself so I just said, "Maybe so." (Sorry Brent!)

Our Friday

I am dreading the writing on the wall. Right now I am sitting on the couch listening to Reese try and cough his way through a nap. It seems when the temperature drops down out of the 90s, it sends a signal to Reese's immune system to trigger his annual "I am going to be sick until March."

I took Reese to the doctor today and left with no answers. A round of steroids and another 6 month prescription of Singulair left with us. The only thing I can figure out is maybe Reese has an asthmatic cough. He really has no other symptoms other than the cough.

Poor kid!

Really?

Brent and I like to watch movies on Friday nights. We often start off watching a movie, and pretty quickly into it we start asking each other questions like:

“What other movie was he in?”

“Wasn’t she the girl from so and so movie?”

We often find ourselves on our phone looking at the IMDb.com website to answer our questions. Many times we will look up an actor, which leads to another actor, and so on. You could spend hours on that website.

Recently I looked up something that led me to Forrest Gump. I began reading the trivia from that movie and then the goofs from that movie as well. I guess this website thinks we are all a bunch of “goodins” because here is what I read for one of the goofs from the movie:

Revealing mistakes: In the montage of Forrest's and Lt. Dan's first successful shrimp catch after the hurricane where they are emptying their full shrimp nets onto the deck of the boat, the shrimp nets are full of headless shrimp.

If the writers had just left it at that, it would be fine, but oh no…..

Shrimp caught in nets are complete animals, and they are processed on the boat after they are dumped, at which time their heads are removed. Shrimp boats do not catch pre-processed shrimp from the waters of the gulf.

Really?

I mean REALLY?

Behind the Scenes Sunday.

Does God have a sense of humor? I have always thought he has. I sure hope so.

This is how worship went with my two lovely, angelic children yesterday…

During the morning worship service, Reese was sitting between my mother and I. Apparently he got a hold of a hang nail, and pulled it off. Then his finger began to bleed, but not too badly. He proceeds to show my mother his hurt finger by lifting his hand up in the air, and giving her the bird….for all the world to see. Our great friends always sit behind us, and I immediately heard some snickering, which got me to laughing too. You just don’t see a kid giving his grandmother the bird during church that often.

Nice one!

We went to lunch after church at the Faulkner cafeteria, and had a meeting regarding Lads to Leaders in the president’s dining room. My kids got bored really quickly. I let them go outside and hang out with some other kids, whose parents were in our meeting too. They seemed to have a great time. Well, last night at church the mother of the kids comes up to me laughing and said that when her two got in the car they said, Brooks and Reese can say the “F” word. For a second I was frantically racking my brain wondering which “F” word she was talking about, and since she was laughing I knew it couldn’t be that “F” word. (Which for the record, my kids don’t know that one.) Apparently Brooks told them this joke: “What is invisible and smells like bananas?” Answer: Monkey Farts.

Lovely! Great….great.

Evening services began as usual. We have been encouraging Brooks to sing and learn the songs. He decided to sing last night and sometimes it just cracks me up listening to him sing. I shouldn’t laugh but it is funny!

A few minutes later I asked Reese if he had “pooted” because it sure stunk around us. He told me no, then lean over my mother and I and whispered loudly asking Brooks if he farted. Brooks said no. Reese then leaned back to where he was, and whispered in my ear that he thought Gammie had done it. He was serious too!

Oh the joys of raising boys!!! Just keeping it real for y’all!!!

Reese's Birthday

I am so far behind on blogging that I don't know if I will ever get caught up.

Reese's birthday was the first part of August, but we didn't celebrate until the 19th. We had a few friends and family over. Reese's good friends got to spend the night, which was a lot of fun. I made a sheet cake for the event that fell in the middle when I took it out of the oven. It looked awful. Luckily Mom and Brent went by DQ and got a REESE'S Peanut Butter ice cream cake. We loaded it up with all sorts of candles....

...including those trick candles.

Reese didn't know what to think about them. He just kept blowing and blowing.

I can't believe my little man is 5 years old!! Where has the time gone?
Happy Birthday Reese!