I think Aaron is sitting in the paddywagon in this photo
"Driving" a skid steer
In a transport truck - watch out for your ears,
Dad, when he honks that horn!
Nate dwarfed by some wheels
We'll call this one a "FAIL" in the "Mom-trying-to-get-an-artistic-
shot" category. Examining the photo more closely afterward,
it was no wonder Aaron wasn't extremely pleased with me,
as I was covering up his face, haha.
This boy has talent, I tell you! The day he learned to
hang a spoon on his nose. He's better at it than me.
With that spoon-hanging gift, he's bound to get a few more of these! Peter received a Superstar Award during an assembly at school for the month of October. No, it wasn't actually for spoon-hanging, it was for learning how to print his name. I have found his name printed all over the place, and not just on paper... strange how a kid will deny writing his own name on the wall in crayon, as if he could pass the blame for that to one of his brothers... Thankfully "Peter" written all over our deck in sidewalk chalk will be more easily removed than crayon once we get a good rainfall. It's exciting to watch him learn these new skills. Excitement reigneth on Rexleigh Crescent! One morning we woke up to see water spurting out of our neighbour's lawn - the water main had sprung a leak. I almost kept Peter home from school, as the backhoe showed up just as we were leaving home to drop him off.
This doesn't happen every day - a backhoe parked in your driveway. Needless to say, Aaron didn't have a nap that afternoon. Thankfully it was still there when we picked Peter up again from school at the end of the afternoon.
It even returned the next morning to fix the chewed up part of the lawn. The boys enjoyed breakfast in the living room with the best of entertainment. As for myself, I was just somewhat amused that it took a backhoe, two dump trucks, and six men over an hour to rake out some grass seed on an area about 3 meters square. So glad we pay those taxes...
You might guess that it was not actually me who was attempting to make this phone call... dear Nate is quick to grab things off desks or tables that he KNOWS he is not allowed to have. I'm not sure who he was trying to call, but I'm not interested in finding out what the long-distance bill might have been...
ONE good picture of ONE boy sitting still is hard enough to accomplish. The task of taking a good picture of TWO boys sitting still is exponentially more difficult. Trying to get a good picture of THREE boys sitting still is quite certainly near impossible, especially when they are 1, 2, and 3. Here are a few of my attempts.
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