Here is what happens when a creative mind meets a long, and boring chore. It is an original song by The Brain that he is composing on the spot. It is called: Game of Matching the Socks.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
From GrAnny and Pooh-Pa, My sister, Spuddy, and Tater. We played here at the house a little, then went out to BoMacks for some AMAZING BBQ. I'm telling you... I haven't had brisket this good since I lived in Texas.
They had to leave after dinner. It was so sad.
After they left Mr. Fingers was doing his homework and wrote this:
We miss them already.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
It's Mr. Finger's Birthday!
He wanted an airplane cake. I think it turned out OK for something I threw together on the fly... get it? On the fly? hehehehe
He was higher than a kite when he opened his lego airplane present.
We went to Red Robin for dinner and THE RED ROBIN BIRD WAS THERE.
The poor mascot had to give me the signal to get the Snake to stop hugging him.
According to Mr. Fingers this is the greatest toy he has ever owned. I had to take it from him at bed time because he wouldn't sleep. It has been with him at every meal time since. It took a bath with him this morning. Basically, it hasn't really left his side since he put it together. And, putting it together was no small task. There were like... 50 steps, and a million little pieces. But he did it all by himself. What a good little directions follower.
Those 10 sticky fingers of his first debuted seven years ago yesterday.
Happy Birthday Mr. Fingers.
Dad gave this pin to my Aunt like a million years ago. It's from Peru where he served a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. She just recently gave it to me. It is beautiful, and reminds me that Peru is the one and onliest true mission.
This is my Grandma's wedding and engagement ring (my wedding ring is the one on the top). I got to have it because my fingers were the only ones small enough for her ring to fit. I'm so glad. It is also beautiful and reminds me of my Grandma. She died ten years ago.
Fact: I was her favorite.
I miss her.
Especially her laugh.... it was so distinct I can't describe it.
-High pitched, like a witch's cackle?
OK, my laugh is similar.
So I've got her laugh, and her ring.... my fingers are crossed I don't have her....
shall I call it - gluteous MAXIMOUS
It's the day we have all of the kids here
We watch cartoons
And we eat our breakfast
(M&M pancakes and sausage)
We call it our get the work done day.
We even make a little snack.... Monkey Bread.
For the Monkeys of course.
Just your typical Saturday morning activities.