Grasshoppers

Grant just finished his final year of t-ball. His daddy helped coach his team to a season of victory (well, technically we're not positive because you don't keep score in t-ball but we're just guessing)! Grant said his team was "undefeatable".

Next year, G's on to the big leagues: machine pitch. At least Jack will start t-ball so we have 2 more years of non-competitive baseball!

Next week: football.

Lugnuts

This was Max's best baseball season yet. He is becoming quite the little slugger and is understanding the game more and more. He took hitting lessons at Balls 'n Strikes with Cameron and Cache that he loved. It was a long tiring season but I'm going to miss watching the little guy play. Way to go, Max-o! You will always be our All-Star!


The Lugnuts after game 2 of the tournment where they got eliminated. Good job boys. Go Nuts!

Grant the Graduate

I know I have some lapses of time to fill in but to keep things current for the moment....

Grant is an "official" Kindergarten graduate!

Grant and Mrs. Shaw.

The observers.

Picnic at the park.

The after party.

So graduating in kindergarten in 2010 makes your high school graduating year 2022. My brain has a hard time computing that.

We are proud of you, G-man. You have grown up so much this year... from having to be dragged down the hall kicking and screaming to racing Max into the school door. Keep it up, big man.

But, on a sad note.... Nate promised Grant he could get a John Cena hair cut after graduation day.

The Mohawk Incident

I got home one night and I couldn't find Nate, Max or Grant. I heard M & G in the bathroom and figured they were getting ready for bed. Nate was still MIA so I called his name only to hear him answer from... the bathroom. He said he was going to the bathroom and the boys were getting ready to take a bath. Ok. Kind of weird but they are boys.

Fast forward 15 minutes: Nate comes out of the bathroom and into Jack's room where I was getting J in bed. Then G comes in. They are both acting awkward and keep looking at the door. Finally, Nate calls to Max, "Aren't you going to come in here?" Max sheepishly walked into the room with the flippin' sides of his head shaved. I went into anger mode and put on my mad face. Nate is laughing hysterically saying, "What? What's the big deal?" Max said, "See, I told you she'd be more mad than think it was funny." How right you were, little shaven head boy.

I have no words... except these pictures look eerily like mug shots.

Blue hair, who hair?

Who hair day. I just don't want them to forget this.

and don't forget Valentine's Day

When I was little, my mom always had the kitchen table decorated on holiday mornings. I have carried on that tradition with my boys.

G was the first one up.

Hello, Krispy Kreme love.

All my loves.
A batman bear holding a heart shaped box of candy... so perfect for J-Hud.

Our home was just oozing with brotherly love.

Do you think he'll wear a Mama's Boy shirt when he's 14? I might try...

and then there was the Super Bowl

The newlyweds hosted a Cajun style super bowl party in honor of the Saints.

Sweet little family (ha ha ha). I never thought Leah would ever have little dogs...

So delicious.

30 something

During my blogging hiatus Nate had a birthday, too. We are in the thick of 30 something (man, I used to love that show).

FYI: If you are ever planning on making a german chocolate cake from scratch, don't. It is a LOT of work and not that much better than Betty Crocker's. It does look pretty, though.

Another year older and another year cuter :) I love an older man.

Redneck sledding

After sledding, take 2, we drove over to Siloam for some Redneck sledding. Pepaw has an OLD car hood that he puts a bale of hay on and hooks up to the back of the truck. Then he pulls it around the field with super excited grandchildren sitting on the back. Doesn't get much better than this.When you're not riding the sled, you can ride in the back of the truck and watch out for the sledders. Then you get to scream at Pepaw to stop when Memaw falls off the sled (hypothetically speaking, of course).

Nate and Gloria before the fall (unfortunately, I was laughing too hard and didn't get a picture of the great fall).

Bystanders.

Debbie and Adrienne made a snowman in their spare time while Jack watched.

Then, Jack posed by their snowman.

In the end, sledding was a great success (so was getting the redneck limosine unstuck).

Thank you, Pepaw :)

Cold weather fun & sledding, take 2

Can you say, cabin fever? Nothing like being out of school for 2 week for Christmas break only to tack on a whole additional week for snow.

I had to make the boys go outside. If they'd had their choice they would have stayed in and played video games or watched movies all day.

When they complained about the cold for the 49th time I let them in and they had some hot chocolate.

Then I sent them back out and they found an enormous icicle.

Then, Jack made a snow angel (which soon after sprouted little horns so he had to go inside and sleep them off).

While Jack was getting rid of his horns the bigger boys made snow ice cream...

and snow ice cream sundaes.

For dinner we roasted hot dogs over the fire.

The next day we partook in sledding, take 2.

Brrrr.....

G6, again

Grant turned 6 amidst the snowstorms and school cancellations (ALL WEEK LONG). He was actually sad not to have school the because he wanted to be there on his birthday and wear the birthday crown. Stinks to have a January birthday...

Max saved his birthday money to buy himself a DSi. Grant really wanted one too, so he took us up on an offer to buy him a DS for his birthday in lieu of a birthday party (which worked out nicely given all the snow).

Sweet six? Isn't that it? Terrible 2's, Terrifying 3's, Fearful 4's, Fighting 5's then Sweet 6?