My Big Boys!

Well, we seldom check height and weight. My guys can even get competitive about that! Someday it'll switch though - being the heaviest won't always be such a thrill. But today after a discussion on healthy weight ranges, we decided to measure up.

The results are in.

Sam:
54.5 inches
58 pounds

Josh:
52 inches
63 pounds

Noah:
44 inches
43 pounds

Gabe:
35 inches
27 pounds

Kristie:
not on your life!

Wedding Picture

Hooray! Suzanne sent me a picture - hopefully she'll send some more (hint, hint).

March Madness I and II

March Madness is over!

No, not the NCAA Tournament . . . Zerita's wedding week! It was beautiful, emotional and exhausting. Suzanne's blog will give more details. She was the one with the camera. I was the one with the ring bearer.

Now on to the tournament. Every year we fill out brackets, but this year we added a new twist. We are competing with another family in our church. Losing family makes dinner for the winning family. (It's really a win/win situation) It's great when you can humiliate yourself beyond the confines of your own home, don't you think? Right now, I'm seventh out of nine. That's including 3 children who don't have a clue what they are doing. It hasn't stopped my trash talkin' any, though. Actually, it's more fun to talk trash when your losing - it's less offensive that way!

Does anyone have a recipe for "humble pie"? I think I'm going to need it.

OK, this is just gross!

Don't read this near meal time. A child who will remain nameless - you know the third one - decided it would be interesting to conduct a science experiment in the bathroom. The really gross part of it was that I didn't know he had done it, so when one of the other boys told me that the stuff in the trash can was wet I went to empty it and find out what had happened. I'm pulling stuff out of the trash (assuming that it's water) and asking questions like:
"Well, who spilled something?"
"Did you throw a cup of water away?"
"Did the toothbrush holder turn over?"
when the nameless one comes up and says,
"I think I did it."
"What do you mean, You think you did it"
"Well, I sorda used the bathroom in it."
"How do you sorda use the bathroom in the trash can?!?"
"I peed in it"
"UGH!"
"Don't worry mom, it was only half. The other half went in the potty."
"MATT! ! Come look what your son did!"
I'm not sure that child will ever be ready for marriage.

The Shower Curtain

OK, I found a picture of the shower curtain. Don't you miss it Suzanne? Oh and yes, that's another flamingo shirt I'm wearing. What a geek!

Flashback

Laurie's comment on the last post reminded me of a picture I saw recently when going through photos for our church's grand opening. Here you go folks! Who can tell me something about this picture? (Suzy-Q, wait a while because I know you know when, where, who, and why I'm wearing that shirt!) If anyone in the photo wants me to remove it - no problem, just let me know.

Don't Come One Step Closer!

This is the sign I'm considering posting on our front door. Inside there are runny noses, sore throats, vicious coughs, ear infections, a sinus infection and to top it all off one case of pink-eye! Our kitchen looks like a pharmacy. We had escaped the winter virtually untouched by the colds and stomach viruses so rampant around us. And yet here we are, on the verge of spring with the blankets up over our heads.

Well, thankfully these are minor and temporary trials. However, these colds and infections are why you have not and will not hear much from me for a while. I must say that it reminds us how exciting it will be when we have new bodies in heaven one day - Noah grinned from ear to ear when I answered his question about runny noses in heaven with a big "No way!" (His nose was raw and bleeding because he had wiped it so much.)

Anyhow, have a good week. Stay away from us. Or if you do come around, wear one of these:

Edit: Dr. says Matt has the flu. Temporary. Temporary!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Grandma!

Hope you have a great day!

(so, are you going to tell us how old you are?)