The 3 Wisemen

We have been missing in action.
My computer was closed for renovations.
My brain was in desperate need of an upgrade.
My world is a little upside down,
Working all night has me all spun around.

Now that my computer has been restored to health
All pictures have been uploaded for my reminiscing wealth
Every picture of the boys is a joy to my heart
Many stories to tell, where shall I start?

So I'll begin with Brian who is soon turning 8
Please Come and help us Celebrate

I feel it is time to get you apprised...
December 26th, 4pm He'll be baptized

He has now received 3 awards in only 2 years
His Character Counts, he shines among his peers

Mr. Responsible
Mr. Trustworthy
Mr. Respectful too
If you say a bad word, he'll chastise you
He's thoughtful and kind, he knows just what to say
He could chase away any sort of bad day

You might be surprised to hear what we've been doing
Occasionally, there has been trouble a brewing

While visions of sugar plums should have been dancing in their heads
Two young boys were busy jumping off the top of bunk beds

4 year old boys are NOT to be trusted
When they encourage 2 year old jumping a head might get busted
Lincoln regularly reminds us of that day
"Fiffin told me jump. Bad dea," is just what he'll say

That is right Lincoln. That was a bad idea and the result wasn't nice.

Sadly, we have overcome stitches, not once, but twice!

Griffin learned the hard way, 1980's magnetic checkerboards that come in boxes
MUST remain in their boxes because the board edges are razor sharp foxes!
Griffin earned a bravery toy.
After getting the stitches, it was nothing but joy.

These boys enhance my life in more ways than I could possibly know
Isn't there a potion that would slow how quickly they grow!

Now our little baby is the star of the show
How did he get this old? Where did the time go?!

Kicking and Screaming

First, I would like to thank everyone for their excellent support on my last post!!! This will be the last great picture taken with Griffey Long Stockings! It was great to get so much response, fuels my hopes of readership! :) Without Further Ado...

I wanted to get a picture of the boys so I set out on a shopping extravaganza.

• Vests: Children's Place, Charcoal, Chocolate, Grey

I love vests, Dad doesn't , I win :)

• Shirts: Perfect shirts at Gymboree, Big Boys khaki stripe, Lincoln Check
• Pants: Dark brown cargos, lovingly purchased for all three at Gap,
• Shout out to Gap! Oh so great Cargos!

Much to my husbands delight I found matching clothes in our closet! A tie and pants in the perfect khaki and a dress with both brown tones and a hint of Girlie Charm! Viola! Family Picture!

Our last professional family picture was 3 years ago. Yet, it was an ordeal to convince THE MAN of the gravity of the situation. Seriously! The dad mumbled and grumbled, played dead on the floor, invented a disease, spilled kool-aid on his shirt, and every other attempt at avoiding the adventure. I told him, these were my words, "What if one of us was injured severely or died and we never took a family picture?" I have a real fear of this. When I was 8 months pregnant the insurance guy scared me into doing a will and buying life insurance... he even warned me against going on my vacation without it.

After all of the dust settled, pictures purchased, little people chased out the door, I looked down and realized, Holy Crap, I forgot to wear a bra!!!