
I am just in love with this photo…but I don’t care for the crop (in camera) but I can’t figure out how to crop it so I’m leaving it as is….anyways- it was raining all day today- this is Boy #2 in our living room staring down at the rain.
Sunday,
September
30,
2007

I broke out the 50mm today….it hasn’t been on my camera since April I think, so never on the new one. I wanted to try it out and told the kids, so Boy #1 ran off- came back with 3 suckers and said “okay- we’ll let you take pictures if we can have these when we’re done!” 
Saturday,
September
29,
2007

The Girl is very into mini skirts and tights this Fall….which I have to admit I find adorable 
Friday,
September
28,
2007
Thursday,
September
27,
2007
Wednesday,
September
26,
2007
Tuesday,
September
25,
2007
Monday,
September
24,
2007

This pic makes me laugh- when Boy #1 saw it he said “that’s my mean tough Vikings face” 
Sunday,
September
23,
2007

You know a little boys dad is a hunter when he FREAKS out with excitement over a toy shotgun (”I’m going to hunt deer like daddy!”) and an Elmer Fud hat that once on, he wouldn’t take off
Happy 3rd Birthday A! 
Saturday,
September
22,
2007
Friday,
September
21,
2007
Thursday,
September
20,
2007
Wednesday,
September
19,
2007

This is the look he gives me whenever I say the name “Earl” who’s the dog of my g/f. He *loves* Earl, and just the mention of his name makes his ears perk up and his head tilt
Earl is like his big brother- they play and fight and general cause havok together….and he just loves him!
Tuesday,
September
18,
2007




Today Boy #2 had a Dr. appt. Nothing wrong, just his annual visit for his asthma work-up. 2 wks ago he had his 5yr shots, so he was a little nervous about going, but I PROMISED him there’d be no shots. You see where this is going, yes?
So…he gets the whole work-up, and after 90min in the Ped office the kids are literally bouncing off the walls, esp Boy #2 since part of the work-up is a breathing test where they check lung capacity normally, then drug him and test again. And the drugs always make him a little extra spazzy. SO…as we’re about to leave the Ped gives me some lab work to bring downstairs….it turns out the boy needs to get blood drawn. Given the drama of 2wks ago I knew this wasn’t going to go well. I waited until about 5min before to warn him…apologizing for telling him there’d be no shots, etc. He gets nervous but tells me he’s going to be okay and “be a big boy”
After the 1st couple of pokes in his right arm with me holding him in my lap failed (grrrrrrr)….we had to go to another room so they could prod the other arm. At this point he is besides himself hysterical….and it took 4 nurses AND me to hold him down. I have never felt worse as a mother in my entire life- he was screaming, I was bawling because I just couldn’t stand it as he BEGGED me to make them stop and BEGGED me to stop holding him so tight. It was the longest 5minutes ever.
It. Was. Awful. He recovered almost immediately once it was over, well by the time we got to the car anyway, but I cried the whole way home…most of the time in Target….and again when hubby came home and I retold him the story. So…this is as he calls it- “The Guilt Gift”
I swear I would have given the boy a fricking car if he wanted it I felt so guilty. But he picked this instead.
If it saves him from being permantly emotionally scarred it will be the best $9.99 I ever spent.
Monday,
September
17,
2007
Sunday,
September
16,
2007