Garbage Mans Don't Have Moms

Today's fight began when Lincoln said, "I want to be a Garbage Man." Griffin urgently replied, "Garbage mans do not have moms! Lincoln you do NOT want to be a garbage man!"
Griffin was greatly perplexed that Lincoln should want to be a garbage man, this was a surprising revelation.

I asked Griffin, "How do you know Garbage men don't have moms?"
"We never see their moms in the garbage trucks," was his reply.
To which I replied, "Isn't that because they are at home?"
"Oh no, definitely not, they do not have moms," was his answer.

I tried explaining that my mom doesn't follow me to the hospital when I am at work, yet I have a mom. I suggested this is likely true for garbage men too. He quickly dismissed this logic.

This was of no reassurance to him. He continued to insist that a life in the waste management
business was motherless, and therefore, was the bleakest of futures! He could not stop until Lincoln was convinced.

This whole fight fell on slightly distracted ears. The more distressing the tones, the more
attention mom paid to the situation. Lincoln was not derailed by Griffin's protests.

In fact, Lincoln was a bit of an instigator, the more determined Griffin became about the subject the more resoundingly Lincoln opposed. Lincoln was now fully and delightedly committed to his new career path.

As things began to reach a feverish pitch, I discovered this great argument erupted over some small circle stickers depicting children performing various tasks. Lincoln was looking at a small boy carrying a large garbage bag and was inspired.

Soon Lincoln threatened to place the "garbage man" sticker on Griffin's bed, a fate worse
than death. As we were running late, the argument screeched to a halt, to be resolved later.

At Circle K there was a man driving a large silver gasoline refueling truck. He began connecting large hoses to holes in the ground to reload the pumps with gas. I pointed this out to Griffin who was very interested. Then I asked if he thought that man, who drives a huge truck, has a mom. He wrinkled his nose and said, "I don't know. I don't fink so." To which I replied, "Do you think we should ask him?" Quickly Griffin walked over and sought an answer to this question. The man got a big grin and replied, "Yep. I sure do. I have a mom just like you do!" Griffin was quite pleased by his answer.

As we pulled away from the station Griffin said, "That guy has the awesomest job ever. I want to be that guy."

Spring Brings:

Happy Little Hikers

Brian insisting on camera time in the GQ glasses

And Dangerous Renegades!

Brian has guns in every pocket.
And he packed his angry eyes.
Be afraid...Be very afraid.

Flowers
I brought home flowers from a meeting
The flowers died before I could plant them.
Griffin was really sad about this.

I sent him out back to pick flowers.
He was quite pleased with nature's bounty.
I didn't have the heart to tell him, now these flowers would die too.

The kids ate Easter candy
until I threw it away.
Were it up to them they would eat
candy all day!Note to the Easter Bunny:
Do not be fooled...

Sour Jack Jelly Beans are lame.

Each basket was colored by a boy.
Scribbles and embellishments, sprinkled with joy.

Brian's was decorated with precision and care.
His pattern was unique and incredibly rare.

Lincoln used Red and Purple, with a dash of yellow.
His coloring is advanced for such a young fellow.

Griffin's is the last, black and red, with a hint of blue.
He says it looks like a rainbow. Does it to you?

My Super Hero

My Little Baby is getting all grown up.
Little Bri calls him "Captain Underpants"

How about this picture
Does it scream Austin Powers
or Steve Urkel?

I know you wish you had a Stealth Ninja like mine.
His glasses are so cool and he could kill you from behind.
Probably wouldn't but still,
He could make you laugh to death.

Sending Love from
My 3 Men of Mystery
Hope you had an Excellent Easter!

3 Boys & A Baby

Recently a friend of Brian's had a family emergency
and needed a babysitter.
My 3 Daws were first on the scene
to render assistance.

I am quite sure these first time parents had NO clue
how much attention little LV would receive.

Brian gave him the most entertaining ride
of his young life.

Lincoln trained him in the art of coolness.

Griffin brought LV up to speed
on all of our Top Secrets.

Love was shared and received in abundance.
LV secured a permanent place in our hearts.
We're happy to report that
No children were harmed in the process.

News From The Edge

This just in
Pictures from March.

Late Breaking Info: Lincoln turned 3 !
Every type of impromptu celebration transpired.

A campfire was enjoyed.
Marshmallows were devoured.

Recent studies show that tents are becoming obsolete
As gas prices escalate more families discover
The best of camping
Can be achieved in Grandpa's backyard.

In recent developments,
2 eyed Petey, the fish from preschool joined the ranks.
The kids built him a home.
Sang him a song.
Fed him Lemon heads.
Alas, his life was too short.
There was an estate sale on Saturday.
Proceeds will go to the nonprofit
Save a Fish Foundation.
In Griffin's sad words, "Now we only have 5 members of our family again."

A service was held, and he was buried in the backyard.
Little Brian refused to give Petey a watery grave as
"That is where all the pee and poop goes."
Please do NOT send a new pet in lieu of flowers.

In unrelated news,
Bowl hats continue to be all the rage.

The Knights Who Say Ni!

We always have fun

We've been running about
King Arthur's Court, the Zoo, and More

When Dad is in Charge, it's Never a Snore

Mom has been working
Like a good girl should
But when it comes to blogging
She could use some serious flogging

Mom flew to Minnesota
And ran in the snow
What was she thinking?
We really don't know!

Brian celebrated another
100 days in school...

Because of these glasses
We all think it's cool!!!

Tho I cannot report that
All our days have been lazy

As far as I know
we've not yet gone crazy!!

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?!