Daddy Day!

Last Wednesday, it was Daddy Day at preschool!

Both boys took much delgiht and glee sneaking around the house
(peering around corners for Daddy)

and filling me in on all of the special activiteis they had planned for the moening:

doughnuts, juice, a special song!

Austin - ever concerned about fashion,

declared he was DRESSING uP that day for his DADDY!

and Logan easily followed suit:

(Logan, left.  Austin, right)

 Aren't they the most handsomest things you've ever seen?

The boys with "their" girlfriend: 

(Logan, left.  Austin, right)

We didn't even plan that amazing coordination between our ties and her dress!

Meant to be!

(Austin, left.  Logan, right.)

Austin and his"construction" for Daddy.

Logan and his creation.

Singing their song for their Daddy!

(Can't wait, Mommy and Nonnie get to go to Mommy's Day on Feb 14th!)

Superhero Sunday!!

What could be better than an afternoon spent with good friends (Van and Zak),

good snacks (cheese puff balls!),

a good flick

and wearing your favorite (of the day) Superhero Costume?

Ironman (aka, Van), Spiderman (aka, Zak), Blue Ninja (aka, Logan) and Green Ninja (aka, Austin)

Notice in both pictures, Zak and Logan

are front and center, paying attention and posing!

And check out Zak's fashion forward pairing of some Car slippers with the Spidey suit! 

Logan - 2, Mommy - 0

I was raised with boys.

I grew up between my two brothers.

Seems to me we just always wrestled.

I wrestled with Evan, too.

Mason, not so much.

He was always bigger than me!

;-)

So, I wrestle with my boys now.

I throw them around a lot.

and tickle them to pieces.

And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt.

Like me.  

;-)

Two years ago, almost to the day,

I posted about my black eye compliments of

 a head butt from Logan.  

This time around,

 it was 

a broken nose.

Yes, I'm serious.

It went down like this.

I was on my knees,

at their level.

Grabbing 'em and throwing them down for tickles.

I went to grab Logan

from behind

And as I wrapped my arms around him

he pulled one heckuva karate chop

and then head butted me into the next state.

Pain was instant.

I screamed and went down.

At which point, Austin saw Mommy's was down

and jumped on my shoulders

(declaring victory, I think!)

It took an hour (okay, maybe all of 3 seconds)

for Daddy and the boys to realize Mommy was hurt.

Really hurt.

Ice was brought.

Apologies were made.

Reassurances were given.

Boys went to bed.

Mommy went to Urgent Care.

I came back with an x-ray documenting the break.

Some pain killers for the night.

And a referral for a nose doctor.

yay!

Saturday both boys "cuddled" me into feeling better.

 Thankfully, I never got black and blue around the eyes. 

It was not an upwards hit (which I think would have made me all black and blue)

It was more of a side ways hit.

I got hit on the right and the nose went left.

See it?

It wasn't "that" bad, but with the way it could have healed and the nose being

kinda an important thing, I was really urged to fixed it.

So, off to surgery I went for them to "scooch" it back over.

Nonnie, Gary and the twins have been wonderful in aiding in my recovery.

Both boys have a hard time being away from me.

And both boys are extremely wild and active.

You should see how gentle and soft they are being with me.

Holding my hand.  Helping me walk.

Bringing me pillows.

Too sweet!

I may have to "fake" a few more injuries!

(Side note:  Logan felt really, really horrible about the accident.  Especially after my surgery, he kept saying, "Mommy, I'm soooo sorry I broke your nose."  Austin's not helping much because he gets telling Logan and everyone else "YOU did this to her!"  I keep telling Logan it was an accident and he aplogized and that was all he could do, he doesn't need to feel bad about it and that Mommy's going to be just fine. 

We also have added a major "No throwing rule in the house."  And both boys have asked if I'm ever gonna tickle them again.  And in short, "Yes dear, I will, but with a really long pole or something from now on.  K?")

Date night!

Logan and Daddy scored tickets to see one of their favorite basketball teams play.

As I've mentioned

(a 1,000 times)

Logan is a sports fanatic and will WATCH any GAME.

and actively cheer and coach his team on.

;-)

Austin climbs around the stands, asks for more snacks

and basically does not sit still or watch ANY sporting event.

So, Daddy and Logan went to the game.

Both boys got cameras from their Maine Grandparents for Christmas.

So, they each took a picture of the other before they left.

And took their cameras with them.

So, that they could "look" at the other twin when they missed him. 

;-)

And Mommy and Austin had date night.

And Austin included/invited Nonnie to join us.

Austin walked in to his restaurant of choice,

and because I told him "The Man" is in charge of dates

and with a little coaching,

he told the greeter,

"This is my mommy and my grandma, and we'ld like a table for three, please."

;-)

I thought Nonnie and I would get to spend more time talking

than when we out outnumbered with both of them,

(Yes, I know it's 2 to 2, but trust me, we are outnumbered!)

and I think the three of managed to have a very good time.

Towards the end of the meal, Austin was getting a little weepy for his brother.

;-(

And in the car on the way home,

he said, "Mommy, will you lay down with us?"

It's a question they ask every night, so I just ignored it.

But then, I heard him crying.

"Austin?  Baby, what's wrong?"

"I don't wanna be a ME, Mommy!"

huh?

"I have to say,

'Mommy, will you lay down with ME, not US

 and I don't wanna be a Meeeeeee."

;-(

Austin was happy again once we got home

and after a little bit, his brother and dad returned.

Logan immediately showed us pics from his camera

- including the all important shot of the mascot!

Austin talked about his night out,

and told Logan he brought him some leftovers.

Logan was ecstatic about that!

It was really, really cute to see them greet each other and 

exchange "stories " about their evenings away from each other.

We are trying to make a conscious effort to get

the boys used to being away from each other.

Next year, it's the Big K

and we are putting them in separate classes.

What is that - like 6 hours away from each other every day?
Yikes!

Where's Evan?

Big brother, Evan went back to college about a week ago. 

;-(

And at least twice a day, I hear, "Where's Evan?"

Evan is an awesome big brother.  He plays with the twins to no end. 

And when he does come home, they don't him a moment's rest. 

Evan keeps to a pretty tight, "No brothers in my bedroom!" rule,

but his last morning home,

Austin and Logan worked the charm and

the puppy dogs eyes to earn a spot beside him.

They're pretty smart boys, they got him at his weakest!

(half asleep)



At one point over his extended break,

Evan mentioned how much quieter the dorm was to our house.

;-)

We miss you, baby!

Super proud of you...

(Mom and Dad's bragging rights: 

Evan did so well on his first semester,

he was invited to join the Honor's Academy! 

Which comes with all sorts of perks like cool, smaller clasees, wireless classes, field trips, first choice of classes and a special (air conditioned) dorm!)

Now, how about you and Amanda

go start that blog of yours so that your

brothers can see what you're up to?!