A Day in the Life.

We were on the way to my parents house for dinner on Sunday. The boys asked what city we were going to. "Sandy," was the reply. Little Max, at age 2, asks, "Is there lots of sand there?" Smart kid!
Jack, age 4, came running out of his room naked. He did this sort of slap-dance in the kitchen for Bill and I. We were belly laughing, it was so funny. Bill asked, "So what is this dance called?"
Jack says, "It's the Moby Dick Dance!" Doubled over in laughter, we could hardly contain ourselves. When asked where he heard about Moby Dick, Jack said he heard about it on TV. Who says television isn't educational? :)
Children are such a joy, but I must say that today, they were a stress. Max and his cousin Addi decided to go on a walk. They went missing for time, while I panicked trying to find them. Fortunately a neighbor down around the corner called and said she found them out walking. She felt concerned. It was so relieved and so mad at the same time. Arrr...

It's Official, Capital "O", we're bloggers!!!!

It's Official. We are bloggers. We: Misty, the mom, Bill, the dad, Jack the oldest, Max, the youngest--so far. I'm feeling out numbered with all my boys, though I secretly love it. (Not so secret anymore.)
Much more to come: Jack not wanting to pick his eye booger because it would miss its family.

Stay tuned.