Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Sunflare

Just practicing with my camera on manual, trying to get sunflare.


This is after Tyler got in trouble for turning on a sprinkler at the park.


Medical mystery

I look over during church and see that Tyler is writing in his notebook. "Oh good" I think, "He is practicing the words he knows. He's writing his name, using periods and exclamation points. He's writing his ABC's. ANd, Uh-oh, where did he learn THAT one?"

Can anyone guess how that got spelled at church?

Friday, October 10, 2008

Sunset Snailing

The boys have a nightly tradition of looking for snails. They search the iceplant for the elusive snail and then squish the snail underfoot (Austin has even been known to squish a snail barefoot-ewwww!) Please don't tell PETA that we allow this, but it provides endless hours of entertainment. As soon as Tyler says, "Austin let's go find snails." Austin is out the door like lightning.

Can you see that smooshed snail under Austin's foot?
He's got a live one to bring to the sidewalk
searching the iceplant
showing off his trophy before Austin destroys it

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Adventures in Grocery Shopping

I hate going to the grocery store with my kids. In Illionois I had a great babysitter who came once a week, and this is when I went. I had to give up all luxeries upon moving to San Diego so now I get to take Austin with me at all times. Today's adventure started with Austin demanding the race car cart. You know that HUGE cart that you can barely push. The one that you always run into a food tower or person with becaue it is a dinosaur. We headed off in the huge cart onto the first aisle where my sweet little boy threw up the sample of roast beef (he gagged, he's not sick grouchy old lady who gave me a dirty look while this was going on). After we got that mess cleaned up, Austin decided he wouldn't sit in the giant elephant sized cart anymore. I got him out and tried to reason with him, explaining that he can walk or SIT (not stand) in the cart. He wanted me to carry him and push the monster cart at the same time. It was tantrum time so he laid down screaming in the middle of the aisle. Enter the grouchy old lady who saw him throw up- more dirty looks. Luckily, a nice old man gave Austin a balloon and me some kind words before we left, which restored my faith in humanity.

Here's my favorite grocery partner with his daddy at the air show.


Tuesday, October 7, 2008

The 80's called and they want their shirt back

Last night Mike was staining something, and he needed some old t-shirt material for the stain. He cut up the bottom of an old t-shirt. Then, to be funny, he put on the remains of the cut-up shirt. It was basically just the arms so it showed his whole chest and stomach. Tyler must have thought it was a really cool shirt because when I picked him up at school I noticed his shirt was all ripped up at the bottom. I asked what had happened, and he told me that he was trying to make a shirt like daddy had on last night. Tyler had taken the safety scissors and cut/ripped his nice school shirt. Luckily, it must have happened right before they came home because his teacher hadn't even noticed. For his punishment (after we had discussed not cutting up our shirt at school) he had to let me take a picture of it for posterity.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Miramar Air Show

We went to the famous Miramar Air Show (yes people, conference was TIVOing at home). I was expecting Goose and Maverick to do a fly by, or play some volleyball, but I didn't even see them. Both boys loved seeing the planes and getting in the helicopters and BIG planes. Mike liked the fake battle that was enacted, including bombs going off in a nearby field. Although the highlight of the day for Tyler was the churros (yes, he is his mother's son).

Cool Austin
Tyler with the tank
Tyler pretending to shoot a big gun
This is how we carted the kids


Friday, October 3, 2008

That's gonna leave a mark

Poor Austin, he fell out of the booster seat. We had taken away his bottles, but I felt like a fall like that entitled him to go off the wagon, at least for tonight.
This was taken moments before the fall. (that is someone elses hands on his face)
The horn front view

A side view