Another Photo Diary…Dear Diary, Today I saw the most disgusting…

The Math and Science Olympiad

Douglas and this smart-girl-I-can’t-remember’s-name, competed with this puzzle block challenge called Soma Cubes.  They did well, coming in at 2nd.  It was fun watching them focus so hard and get all jittery as the time ran out.

 

And they turned two…

Right as the calendar hit the 13th day, I could hear Mr. Terrible drop off his luggage in the hall and start wandering around the house, knocking over stuff, drawing on walls, and hurling diapers as he hollered, “I’m here!  Where’s my room?”  Ah, Mr. Terrible and his box of Terrible Twos, oh my!  I sure hope he can manage to keep them contained!

Cousin Brooklyn with the gun, not one of the gifts, or at least not this year.

 

Book-a-thon

Ho-hum…leg, arm, teeth…I know all of these body parts.  When are they going to move onto monkeys or doggies?  To have a library fit for 2 year olds, one has got to think beyond one’s own species.

Body Part books or books on over-indulging.  You pick.

 

A pool, a pool!

We got a pool for our birthday!  Oh, and a big pink ball!  (squeeeeellll!!!!, highest note you can think of on the piccolo, ouch!  It even hurts to think about it).

 

Etc….

So, why do we have  to just eat in these chairs?  Why not acrobatics?

The Thinking Cap…lost in thought.

Reed and Douglas joined the Jet’s Junior Pee Wee football team and were instructed to walk around in their uniforms every once in a while, or at least the helmet and shoulder pads.  They prefer the whole deal and keep asking when I’ll take them shopping for cups.  What do you mean, cups?  We’ve got a cupboard full.  Yes, dad can help in that department.