Waterskiing

Apparently my boys were craving some lake fun today.  I was painting the shed and all of a sudden I heard Lincoln shout, “Hit it!”  Then Nolan turned the crank on something that made a clicking sound.

I turned around to find this: a striped sheet was tied to the upper part of the playset (the ski rope,) the lawnmower (the boat ignition/throttle) was laying on the playset platform, and two tennis rackets were next to each other on the grass (skis.)  Good to know they’ve picked up the ski/tube lingo.

Nolan reenacted the scene so I could capture a couple of pictures.

Watching cars go by

Jake took the boys to see the annual Antique Car Run that finishes at a park near our house.  They brought their chairs, bucket hats, and road trip books to pass the time until the cars came.  Looks like they also picked up a few refreshments to keep themselves hydrated while they waited. 🙂

Body Art

This afternoon I was sitting in the living room with Little Miss and talking on the phone with my friend, Sarah.  Meanwhile, the boys were sitting at the dining room table coloring “hidden pictures” pages with markers.  Sounds innocent enough, right?  I mean, I was in the adjoining room and could see their heads over the back of the love seat.  Unfortunately, it blocked my full view of them.  If only I had known they were not only coloring hidden pictures, but were using their own bodies as canvases.

Check out the detail on Nolan’s feet!

For the record, I waited to take photos of them because I couldn’t let on that what they had done was absolutely hilarious!  While they were technically using markers labeled “washable,” this particular set is hardly that.  I ended up Googling “remove marker from skin” and found a suggestion for rubbing alcohol.  That, combined with a super bubbly bath, seems to have done the trick.  Of course all of this happened while I was single-parenting tonight.  Jake missed out on all of the fun!

Future employees

After dropping off some of our windows at Settergren Hardware (to be re-glazed,) Nolan asked me: “Mommy, when I get older, can I work for Uncle Mark at the hardware store?” Lincoln chimed in, “I want to work for Uncle Mark, too!”

Hatching pickles

Lincoln takes after me.  He loves pickles.

We had great success growing cucumbers last summer and I tried making pickles for the first time.  (I made and refrigerator-canned several pints, but didn’t get to enjoy many because one of my sons decided to tinker with the basement fridge temperature knob and turned the entire thing off without us knowing…but I digress.)  They were ok, but I want to try another recipe the next time I attempt to make them again.  Anyway…Lincoln is extremely excited about the cucumbers we’re growing again this year.  He’s so anxious for them to grow that when we were in the produce section of the grocery store today, he told me, “My pickles haven’t hatched yet!”

Stung

We had our first wasp sting of the summer tonight.

The boys were playing outside, eagerly anticipating the rising waters in kiddie pool, when Nolan started screaming while holding his neck.  Lincoln followed suit soon after.  We shuttled both boys inside and quickly determined that Nolan had been stung by something (and Lincoln was screaming sympathetically.)  Jake went out to the swing set and discovered that wasps had built a nest inside one of the pipes.

He came back in to check on the boys and before going out to take care of the nest, told Nolan, “I’m going outside because the wasps are afraid of me.”

Nolan responded in complete seriousness, “They’re afraid of me too and they tried to eat me!”

Jake could hardly contain himself!

If my walls could talk…

then perhaps they could tell me how this happened:

Nolan’s lower teeth used to sit in a row.  Now, it seems one is out of alignment – pushed toward the front.  *sigh*

I went downstairs for a minute and left the boys playing nicely in the living room.  30 seconds later, I heard screaming & crying.  Nolan came down the stairs mumbling, “My tooth is loose!”  Sure enough, one was wiggling, there was blood in his mouth, and he was sobbing.  As a mom, any sign of blood in your kid’s mouth makes your adrenaline pump.  You never know what you’re going to find.  I was able to deduce that somehow Nolan’s mouth had a run in with Lincoln’s foot.  Don’t ask me how.  Unfortunately the two of them can’t recall how it happened either.  All I know is we made our first emergency trip to the dentist this afternoon.  Our little man should be just fine, but we have to watch things for the next couple of days.

We made it 5 years without an accident that warranted an unexpected trip to the doctor or dentist.  Not a bad run, if you ask me!

Just swinging

We took the kids to the splash pad tonight after swimming lessons.  That may sound a little redundant, but really it wasn’t.  While Shecklet #1 is a fish in the pool, Shecklet #2 has not enjoyed his lesson experience.  We won’t be returning him to the pool (in that setting) for a while.

Anyway…it was extremely hot & humid today, so after we exited the warm junior high pool, we headed for the cool water & “spider web” as Shecklet #1 calls it.  (It’s the giant rope climbing structure at the park next to the splash pad.)

While we were there, we gave Shecklet #3 her first opportunity to swing.  She loved it!

Last day

Lincoln had his last day of ECFE today.  He had a great year!  It was fun to watch him grow, learn, experience new things, and just spend one-on-one time with him each week.  He really liked his teacher, Ms. Kelly.  Here they are, just before we said good-bye one last time.

Blue footed boobies

While I was in FL, Jake sent me a recap of a conversation he had with the boys on their way to church this morning:

Nolan: “Look at those boobies.  Blue footed boobies.”

Me: “Those are geese.  Blue footed boobies live in the Galapagos Islands.”

Lincoln: “I want to go to Galapagos Islands and see the boobies.”

Nolan: “But we have to wait for mommy to come home.”

Just to give a bit of background, the reason this even came up is because one of the animal magazines the boys get recently featured the Blue Footed Booby.  I can only imagine the restraint it must have taken Jake to keep from busting out laughing during this conversation.  I love my boys!