Week 10

Ike, the horse.
The newest member of our family.
God, help me.

Day 248

So what if we pulled over to the side of the road and took pictures of a couple horses.

So what if hubby called them over.

So what if they came running.

So what if my kids love horses more than their own Mother.

So what.

We know their owner.

Day 236

Not to toot my own horn, but a Mother who takes her children to a reptile zoo for the second year in row deserves a reward.

Day 165

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by

dirt

smelly socks

garbage thrown on the floor

dishes left on the table

and tractors.

Red tractors to be more specific.

One day I will write a post about it and show you exactly what I am talking about.

Day 159

Dirtbiking.
My boys favourite hobby.

Day 157

Day 156

We have a few new pets in our home.

Just what we need.

Not.

Day 128

Hubby and the boys went out to buy spark plugs for their ATV's.  They came home and begged asked Mommy if they could trade their bikes in for bigger ones.

How can I say no???

Umm....I know.

Spoiled.

Day 78

The males in this family went to a horse show
and came back with cowboy hats
and cowboy boots.

I am convinced that they should have been born in the early 1900's
and live in Texas.

Everyone in Texas wears cowboy hats and boots right???

Day 39

Oldest child's newest obsession is horses.
Books.
Video games.
Movies.

They are all he talks about.
He knows what kind of horse he wants.
What he will name it.
How to take care of it.
Sometimes he even runs around the house trying to make the same noises as a horse.

Yes, really.

Day 38

To interested to take off their hats and coats.

Day 34

Ok, so there werent many picture-taking opportunities today as Princess was barfing all day and I didnt think you would want a visual.

Instead,I give you this.

Playdoh.
One of my favourite things in the world.

Middle child is having some difficulty grasping letter sounds and isnt the type of kid who will sit down and work from a notebook.

Sooooo.....we made letters out of Playdoh and he had to tell me what the letter was and the sound it makes.

And then he made a penis.

Day 22

Pancakes for dinner makes my boys very happy.

Watching my family eat pancakes with lots of syrup and butter makes me sad.

Because I was eating salad.

Day 17

Kids don't need toys.

Give them a bag of balloons that have been tucked away for approximately 27 years and they are happy for hours.

Day 15

People who do not have more than one boy just don't understand.

Boys fight.

Alot.

No matter how much I try to teach them to respect others....to love eachother.....to play nicely.

It always turns into a wrestling match.

A wrestling match that starts out with giggles.
And ends with tears.

I could take a picture like this for every day of the year.
But that would be boring.
And I like to think it's just a phase.
So far this phase has lasted a few years.

*sigh*

Day 14

A simple game of cards.

One of my boys favourite things to do.

But only if they win.