Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Where Did They Go?

Justin got home early from work tonight.  And was I ever thankful that he did.  It's been raining for two days and the little fellas were getting a bit restless staying home.  And by home, I mean INSIDE.  Gymnastics on Tuesday was cancelled, which we probably wouldn't have been able to get there since the road was flooded. But, the boys are OUTSIDE kinda guys.  They have figured out how to open the doors and have started letting themselves out and also locking me out when given the chance.  There was a break in the rain and the sun finally came out right about the time daddy got home.  He had some work to do outside so he took the boys with him while I fixed dinner.  Dinner was yummy too...PW Meatballs, homemade marina sauce, spiral noodles, garlic cheesy bread and sweet potato fries for the boys. I was sauteing the meatballs when I saw Justin walk by the window.  Without babies.  The sneaky little turds wandered off and we were on the search. 

We found them pretty quickly...they had taken their mow-mows around the barn and were on the outside of our apple orchard.  Mowing the pasture and all the puddles they could find. 

Stockton: if you can't push it...carry it.
Archer: Ankle deep in a sweet muddy puddle

Mow mow mow the road! and the pasture! and the puddles!

The boys have a new 'thing'.  They can't stand for their hands to be dirty.  It seems like I hear "HAND!" fifty million times a day.  Even if it's just a speck of dirt.  "HAND!" with a little hand stretched out for me to clean.  Justin's mom told me he was the exact same way when he was little and that he would wear gloves all the time.  Funny thing...he still wears gloves to keep his hands clean when he works outside.  

Archer: "HAND!"

Archer: Just couldn't get past his muddy hand.
 The Stock-man was just a'mowin.  Without a care in the world he was determined to cover as much ground as possible.  And trust me...we covered some ground. 


Archer: still puddlin' it up...

Archer: Seriously mom?
Rebel is so pretty...she loves to roam free!



 After our adventure we headed in for a nice warm dinner.  We had to change pants and sock as theirs were soaked.  They enjoyed their pasta and meatball dinner along with the requested chocolate milk.  Seems like there is never a dull moment anymore.  Every day is a new word or phrase, a new skill, a new injury and something new to laugh at. 

Love those little monsters!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Fishing Friday

 Justin offered to watch the boys yesterday so I could get my nails done and run a few errands.  When I drove up the driveway I could see him down at the ponds with the babes.  This was their first fishing excursion and they had a blast with their daddy.  

Justin is quite the fisherman so I know the littles will definitely follow in his footsteps.  

Not only did they have fun learning to fish, they also enjoyed playing in the water.  There was alot of splishing and splashing at the ponds edge.  And lots of mud.  And wet socks and shoes. But VERY happy babies!

And even though we were busy fishing, splashing and getting muddy...we had time for some special "daddy & archer" kisses.  Trust me, that kid can plant a solid kiss.  Like...the 'grab you behind each ear and take your face hostage' kisses.  And they are amazing.  He always follows it up with a bellowing "WUV YOU!!" wihich melts our hearts every time.

Stockton just had to sit like Daddy

It was getting close to dinner time, but we couldn't leave until we got another fish on the line.  It didn't take long and we had one! 

Stockton was so excited and definitely NOT scared of that scaley fish.  He couldn't wait to get his hands on it.  He is such a funny and fearless little fellow.  I just love that little guy so much. 

Fish Kiss!!

Archer decided to join the fish party.  But he kept his distance from that wiggly fish. 

Archer almost held the fish, but he just couldn't do it. 

My boys!
What a fun family fishing adventure.  It's so hard to believe that they are old enough to start going fishing.  It's hard to believe that in less than 2 months that they will be TWO years old.  It's hard to believe that sooner than later they are going to leave mommy to go fish or play with daddy.  What will I do with myself? Seriously, I am not ready for this yet.  I need my sweet little babies to stay babies.  mkay?