P is for Pop

I ordered some new alphabet materials for kinder and first grade classrooms last week. The box arrived at home and the boys were very curious about what might be inside. When I opened it, I asked Mighty if he wanted to do an alphabet puzzle. He was quite interested, so we enlisted his two older brothers to assist as needed.


When we got to the letter "P,"our conversation went something like this:

Mom: P is for Pop and popcorn. (two of his favorite things)

Mighty: What letter is for my Pop?

Mom: P is for Pop.

Mighty: My Pop that walks with shoes on?


"The Brothers," as Mighty calls them, thought that was pretty funny! I love moments like these.

Floating

J and I were leaving swimming lessons a few weeks ago. There was a gentleman out in front of the main entrance. He was sitting on a towel listening to his ipod. His eyes were closed and his legs were crossed (criss cross applesauce). His arms were on his knees in meditation kind of pose. I noticed the man, but I didn't think much of it.

J said, "Mom, what is he doing?" I responded that I wasn't sure, but I assumed he was waiting for his children to finish swimming. J immediately started giggling. I asked why he was laughing. He said, "Mom, I think he forgot to float!"

His mental picture of how this should look surely comes from cartoons! Sometimes I forget how literal children can be, but moments like these remind me.

Visitor at the Pond

Recently we added a small pond in our backyard. This has been a plan in the making for quite some time. J and K like to dream with their Daddy about little projects like this one.

The pond work was done in stages. First we needed Pop to help us get electricity for the pump and filter. Then the hole had to be dug in just the right place. Finally, we needed to make a trip to Louisiana. Although fish are sold in Texas, our boys wanted fish from Grandma Betty's pond. No other fish would do.

Somehow the fish survived the long car ride home. We put them in our pond and life was pretty good. One day, however, we noticed that one of the fish seemed to be missing.

The boys have a theory and it goes something like this...

Time with Cousins

We made a quick trip to Winnie for my cousin's baby shower. The boys are always thrilled to steal as many moments as they can with their cousins. This day was no exception.

Boys will be Boys

First Communion day was a day of many firsts. K made his First Communion, J rode a bike for the first time, and they made paper cigarettes for the first time.

Learning to Ride a Bike

J has been very patient about learning to ride his bike. It was a super busy Spring, and he had asked several times for assistance with this goal. Finally the big day arrived!

After all of our guests left from First Communion festivities, we headed outside for a little quality time with J and Mighty. Daddy took the training wheels off the bike and they headed out into the cul-de-sac. It only took a matter of minutes to figure it out.


Going...


Going...

Gone!

Woo hoo! I did it!

J posing with Dad a few minutes after the maiden voyage.

K's 1st Communion

K's celebrated his First Communion in April. We were fortunate to have Mer and Pop, Nan and Gran, and Aunt Brooke, Carter, and Hollis at the ceremony. It was a very special day for K. I know he was thrilled to have family members with us to share in his excitement.

Our church hired a professional photographer to take pictures of the children before First Communion and during the ceremony. We sure are glad they did...these pictures capture what we weren't able to see from far away.


K with his classmates


K receiving his First Communion from Deacon Barry




Proud Parents

K with Aunt Brooke, his Godmother

K with Pop and Mer

K with Granny and Nan

K with his friend, Simon