Connor, age 9, sitting on a hay bale that appeared out of nowhere and disappeared again just as quickly, much to his chagrin, because he thought it was the perfect place to sit and ponder the meaning of life.
Kevin and I, photo by Lex
Lex, age 7, in black and white for some reason that I don't know
(Did you know our camera can take photos in black and white?)
Lex and I going to check out the desert bloom and prairie dogs near our house. The flowers smelled amazing, and the prairie dogs are adorable and squeaky, as long as you stay far enough away not to get the bubonic plague. Seriously. That's still a thing, with prairie dogs.
And now, for a guest post by Lex:
Tik, age 2. He just got cut and his hair grew back quick and he LOVES kids. He's very friendly. He does bite. Why? you ask. Well, we accidentally can hurt him cause he's very small and loves being pet.
We have had a very dry spring so far this year, which is to be expected because we live in the desert. We have had a few dry thunderstorms, where the air is too dry for rain to fall all the way to the ground.
We went outside after dinner to play football with the kids after dinner the other night, and there was a spectacular cloud formation in one part of the sky. After admiring it for a minute, I realized that it was another dry thunderstorm, and since it was so nice out otherwise, it made for some really interesting photos.
The lightning lasted until well after dark, but we never did get any rain.
Tonight when he was brushing his teeth before bed, Lex informed me that he had *another* lose tooth. And then he must have gone to bed and spent the entire time that he was supposed to be falling asleep working on getting it out, because a while later, and much after his bedtime, he reappeared to inform us that he had lost his tooth!
And here I thought he had been sleeping.
This child has now lost three teeth in the span of one week. Soon we will be referring to him as Toothless, like his favorite dragon from How to Train Your Dragon.
In semi-related news: he has been considering having a How to Train Your Dragon birthday party in October for some time now.
Well, after posing for photos for me, on his way back to bed, Daddy asked him to show him his tooth for a few photos. And somehow during this second photo shoot, Lex lost his tooth.
He was standing in the living room and he dropped it. There aren't that many places it could go, I swear, but we could not find this tooth. I think our house was built on some sort of tooth black hole or Indian tooth burial ground with mystical tooth disappearing powers. So, Lex wrote a note to the tooth fairy, just like all the ones that Connor had to write a few years ago:
Spoiler alert: He only got $10. This tooth fairy thinks $25 for a tooth is a little steep. Especially at the rate that he seems to be losing them.
The night before Easter, Connor got ready for bed and declared that he was going to fall asleep as fast as possible so that when we woke up in the morning it would be Easter. Then he asked me if it was all right for him to wake everyone up early. After some negotiations, we settled on no sooner than 6:00 AM. Of course, he woke up at 4:00, but he let the rest of us sleep until 6:00. And by the time he woke us up, he was really ready for his basket and to hunt for all the eggs.
The boys each got a new squirt gun in their basket.
Well, that escalated quickly.
My mom sent some Star Wars chocolate eggs with figures from the movie Rogue One inside.
No, no one knows what happened to their legs. Also, before we realized that they were supposed to be Star Wars figurines, and only the Captain Cassian figurine had been discovered, we were trying to make sense of him in terms of Easter. I mean, it's not obvious that he is from Star Wars. And thus, Machine Gun Jesus was born and made a part of our Easter celebrations this year.
For the record, the kid's memory verses sound a lot funnier when a machine-gun-wielding Jesus is pretending to say them.
Also, according to Lex, in the battle between Darth Vader and Machine Gun Jesus, Machine Gun Jesus is the winner.
Of course, we also had plenty of candy and Pokemon cards.
Captain Underpants is having a moment at our house again.
We read all the books once before, probably when Connor was in first or second grade. Lex has now discovered the joy of all things preshrunk and cottony, and we are having fun with Captain Underpants all over. This time the driving force behind the desire to read the books is the new movie, which is going to be released on June 2nd. The date is actually on my calendar. Lex has watched the trailer 349 times already.
colored by Connor
colored by Lex
Since the last time we read the books, a new 12th Captain Underpants novel has been released. We got a copy of it from the library yesterday afternoon. There was a small scuffle in the backseat of the car regarding who was going to read it first. Then the fight was replayed again at bedtime. They are fighting over reading books, y'all. Nevermind the fighting, and it's actually pretty awesome.
While brushing his teeth for bed tonight, Lex discovered that his tooth was really very wiggly and loose, so he decided to try to pull it out so that he could put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, it wouldn't come out. Also, Lex isn't squeamish about blood. He had it dripping off of his chin, and onto his keyboard while he was playing Minecraft. Because obviously when you fail at pulling out your tooth, you get right back to what you were doing before that.
Fortunately, he was wearing a red shirt, because he kept wiping his bloody chin on his sleeve.
Maybe it will come out in time for the tooth fairy to visit tomorrow night.