The "Finnster, et al."

Thursday was "Hawaiian Shirt" Day.  Sam does not have a Hawaiian shirt so we put him in this.  He looked so cute.  Then he told me that he needed a surf board. Finn went into the garage and came back with the boogie board.  I asked Sam if I could take his picture.  He said "SURE" and immediately hopped on the "surf board" and pretended to surf. I think that I should enroll Sam in acting classes.  Finn had the more "typical" Hawaiian Shirt look. Never mind the fact that it was 50 degrees outside.  When I asked Finn is he wanted a picture on the surf board he said, "I'd love to" which is how he answers all questions that require a "yes."  Sam doesn't say "yes" either, instead he says, "SURE!" but it sounds more like (shoe -urr).  Sam boogie boarding.  Michael told me that when he dropped the boys off this morning Mrs. Finney told Michael how special Sam is and w

Wednesday was Pirate v. Princess day.  My kids went as homemade pirates.  It is amazing what you can do with a red t-shirt and eyeliner.  Michael told me that when he dropped the boys off at school he heard Finn's class freak out when Finn walked in. On the way home we played one of our favorite "in the car" games - "let me guess what you are thinking about."  Its really quite simple, I think of an object and give the boys clues as to what the object is and then they guess.  What makes this game really fun is that Finn wants me to sing the clues.  We all take turns thinking of an object and giving clues.  During my turn yesterday I decided that my object would be a "tattoo."  I gave/sang the following clues:  1) I am permanent, 2) I am painful, 3) I get under your skin.  Sam, with great excitement yells out "IT'S ME MAMA!"

On Friday night Michael and I went to see NeedToBreathe at the Ascend Amphitheater in Nashville. We parked at Michael's office and walked about a mile to the venue.  We arrived a little after 6:30 and found a really nice spot on the grass.  We laid our blanket out and enjoyed the opening numbers:  Welshly Arms,  John Mark McMillian, and Matt Kearney.  The concert started at 7:00, but NeedToBreath didn't take the stage until 9:40. Which means that I had to pump in the bathroom two times.  I can tell that I am getting older, because I was so tired before the show even started!  But once they took the stage I perked up and had a great night. They played most of my favorites - medley style. It was 11:30 before we left the show.  I didn't want to spend too much time at a sit down restaurant so we ate Arby's in the car. While we were at NeedToBreathe, mom stayed with the boys.  Mom gave Finn his customized Jersey. The next day

This is a just few pictures of Will sleeping. Check out how fat he is getting!

This week is Spirit Week at school. Day 1 is Mickey/Minnie Day. On Monday morning I woke up early enough to make sure that I was able to get Sam's makeup on. Finn decided that he didn't want makeup or Mickey ears. Upon seeing Sam's makeup,  Finn changed his mind. In honor of the Presidential Debate scheduled for that same night, Will wore this shirt in protest of our two candidates. Aye-yi-yi. 

Michael was out of town last night which always makes for an interesting evening.  We got home around 3:30 and I let the boys play video games.  We don't let them play during the week - except when Michael is out of town. After they had played for about an hour Finn comes down looking for dinner.  I asked if he wanted to go to Chik-Fil-A and he said, "no, I want a real dinner at home."  He requested taco soup, so I made it.  The boys both love taco soup so I was little irritated when Sam started picking at his.  He would take a bite and say, "MOM! I don't like these spicy apples!" Translation - Rotel.  He kept asking for more and more water.  After three (3) glasses of water I cut him off.  He got really upset! Then that little stinker made himself throw up taco soup - EVERYWHERE! The rest of the night was okay.  We read books and went to bed.  As I was getting into bed I got the horrible feeling that someone was watch us. Then my ears started playing tric

Finn got in trouble at school on Monday.  He was misbehaving during reading circle and was asked to leave the circle. His teacher sends him back to his desk to work on a worksheet and Finn tells her that his stomach hurt.  Finn's stomach more-than-likely didn't hurt - he was just embarrassed. The next morning on the way to school Finn again starts to complain about his stomach.  He told me that he needed to go back home and go to bed because he was soooo tired.  I told Finn that he was going to school.  Befuddled at why his plan didn't work he decided to press on.  Finn next tells me that he has a headache.  I said, "Finn, a common symptom with a headache is sore toes. Do your toes hurt?"  Finn replies, "oh yes, my toes hurt."  I said, "and your elbows itch."  He immediately starts scratching his elbow and says, "oh mama, my elbow itches so bad."  Busted.  Finn went to school. I had a very sweet moment with Sam this morning.  It w

Well, this past Saturday (September 17, 2016) I threw the worst birthday party in the history of birthday parties. We had planned a home party with basketball and the bouncy house.  The party was really doomed to fail from the beginning.  I had a major trial the day before and spent most of the 10 days prior preparing for that.   The night before Grandad and Gigi came up to help me get ready for the party.  We cleaned, inside and out, we picked up the cake from Maggie Moos and we wrapped presents.  They also gave Finn his presents. Everything was looking like it was in order.  But then we woke upon Saturday and saw the rain.  Not only the rain, we also had a State wide panic because a gasline busted and no one in town had gas.  When you plan a birthday party out in the middle of nowhere, people don't want to drive all the way out there for fear of running out of gas and getting stuck. We had two gas related cancellations.   Well, despite the odds - we powered on.  We put t