"Hi, Sweetheart!"

From the Magical Minds of Will and Finn

He marched off along the path leading to my parents' house the other day, backpack secured to back, looking like a kindergartner. "Look at all these bee-yooo-tiful flowers, Mom!" he said, motioning toward my parents' lawn. "I never SAW flowers like that before!" Sometimes I want to bottle him up--Esprit de Will--and keep him forever like this: curious about everything, thoughtful, funny, and downright overjoyed by life.

Oct 9, 2011:

Will: Mom, do aliens talk?

Joanna: Nobody knows if they do or not, or if they even exist.

W: I probably think they are nice.

J: I think so, too.

W: I think they don't not have claws. They only have coats because if they go in a rocketship they go to other planets.

Mar 12, 2012:

J: You guys can watch a little TV while Bridget eats.

W: Mom, are you inviting us to watch Curious George?

Mar 15, 2012:

[Coming back from a walk past the golf course with a new ball for his collection]

"The only thing I say about this golf ball is that it's cleaner than EVER!"

Mar 28, 2012:

[Watching Dinosaur Train after apparently having listened to his mom's Valley Girl voice for too long]

"The conductor just showed us, like, basically a T. Rex!" 

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[As he stands to put stickers on a paper bag while Finny sits quietly next to him]

"Why do I have to do all the work while the little brother gets the one seat?"

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[Sitting on the toilet]

"I thought to myself, what's in my bladder? And then I said, oh, right, it's just pee!"

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He wakes up from a nap with his plush cheeks even pinker than usual. His eyes are at their post-nap, half-mast best, sleepy and mischievous both at once. "I just napped!" he announces proudly, sticking out his plump belly. "Where's Will-Will? Look! My football guys!" He runs over to the plastic figurines and skids on his socks. "I'm okay. I'm okay. Just slipped." I scoop him up anyway, feel his superhuman heat, and I kiss his cheek hard, testing it just to make sure I'm not imagining how perfectly chubby it is. I wish I could gobble this kid up.

Last week, Finn hopped onto the glider, pulled the Boppy into his lap, tugged up his shirt and announced "I nursing my teddy bear." It was all very matter-of-fact. Poor Finny the teenager is going to kill me for posting that picture online.

He recently started interchanging "I'm just jokin'!" and "I'm just funny!"  It's awesome and hilarious. He'll sidle up to Bridget and give her a kiss, put his hand on her head and then pull it away, saying "Aww! She BIT me!" Then he'll give his signature low chuckle, and confess: "Naw, I'm jus' funny!"

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These guys never cease to amaze AND amuse me.

Messing around with PhotoBooth...

The final three photos were taken on Marathon Monday, when temps were in the eighties even in the morning. Yay for an early start to summer!

February in Review (a lost post from March 3)

March came in like a lion here, albeit a very gentle lion--maybe a cub who's been declawed. In other words, it snowed lightly, school wasn't cancelled, and the winter continues to be absurdly mild.

Here's our February in review:

Dave, his parents and siblings at Uncle Bill's funeral reception

The boys hugging, then roughhousing, as usual...

We had a lovely visit from Auntie Jenny, Fiona and Mica (he's the dog):

Yep, Will still thinks he's of the canine persuasion.

Here was Valentine's Day:

Will made his "King Valentine" crown at preschool.

They proceeded to call themselves Baby Bunting

and take turns in the laundry basket:

They also took turns putting each other to bed

and giving goodnight kisses.

Here are my boys hiding in their box-cave because

"The bear's comin'! Hunters are comin'!"

In the middle of the month, Mindy had her beautiful baby girl:

The original Isis seven went out for dinner to celebrate Noon Baby #3;

the girls got these fantastic tee-shirts for Will and Finn.

 "Biggest Brother Will"

 "Big Brother Finn"

And here's Big Brother Finn in action,

"snuggling the New March Baby!" as he likes to say.

This baby is seriously lucky in the big brother department.

Happy start to March, everyone!

"How are the boys doing?"

This one was goofing around with me a few days before Bridget arrived.

And here he is carrying his Build-a-Bear puppy, Carl, in his shirt.

Also, knocking my metaphorical socks off with his architectural skills

(he built this entirely by himself--age three is full of these blown-away moments for me).

When the younger one's not busy studying every detail of his new baby sister...

...he's making butterflies at Miss Magda's toddler program, and, you know, eating.

Always eating. 

(Don't know what's up with Dave's scary eyes of doom.)

Together, they watch Cars 2 side-by-side.

They ride around in the infant tub

and pretend they're riding a train, 

or maybe they pay a visit to a friend:

 They're doing great.

They are great.

Easter 2012

This year, the Easter Bunny gave each boy a wind-up construction vehicle

(driven by a rabbit and a chick, respectively);

a light-up spinning wand;

and a big old hunk of chocolate, of course!

He/she also left this note in each basket.

I love the explicit mention of a 6-egg maximum.

Off they went, searching high...

 

 and low...

for their soccer/foot-/basket-/baseball eggs.

They were eggs-pert hunters!*

Also very proud of themselves.

Mommy and Bridget were recovering from some nasty colds,

but they loved watching the boys have so much fun.

Happy Easter 2012!!

*Sleep deprivation brings out the bad puns. Mea culpa.