It's way too quite!!

It's true, when it gets quite it is time to worry. Quite means the boys are usually doing something sort of dangerous, something they are not supposed to be doing, or about to do both. I could hear Cache telling Asher, "Bubba, motorcycle on bed! Jump! Jump!" (They call their four-wheelers motorcycles.) Cache had the brilliant idea to put their motorcycles on their beds and jump while riding them. I had visions of an ambulance ride and massive amounts of blood gushing from their heads. Luckily, that didn't happen.



People keep telling me life with boys is rough and tumble, full of bruises with no manners for the first 5 years. --I am starting to believe what I keep hearing.

Singing the Blues

I can hear a harmonica playing faintly in the background. After looking around for the source of the music, I discover Asher was singing the blues during time out. He looked like a character out of Elvis' Jail House Rock movie playing the harmonica while serving hard time.

Finally, time to update!

Many apologies for being tardy with updating our blog. We know that you hang on our every word, so this time without us must have been miserable! Life happens and at the end of the day, I have been too exhausted to be creative. Summer so far has flown by! Where has all the time gone?

Update on OFTODNT: Operation a success and complete (crossing fingers and knocking on wood). The root of our problem is it was it was time to go to big boy beds. While I was blissfully living in denial that A&C are growing up, they were exercising control over the situation by taking their clothes off. Why they chose to take of their clothes, I have no idea. Anywho, we converted their beds and only had a couple of rough nights.



So stinking cute!!!