Since it's been a long time since I've posted pictures I thought today would be as good a day as any. I wrote a post yesterday and Blogger ate it so yeah, you're gettin' pictures.
Here's my boy sittin' on the front porch looking at stuff through the binoculars. It wasn't long after this picture he cupped his hands over his mouth and started attempting bird calls which made me shake with supressed laughter. No way would I have laughed out loud at him but dang it was hilarious. I bet all the birds stopped what they were doing to ask, "What the--? Who's the new kid?"
Notice he's growing his hair out. Long gone are the days of the military cut he's sported since 1st grade. He wants to look like Zac Efron. His redneck father is freaking the heck out at the amount of hair on his boy's noggin.
No, the child didn't have dysentery ......
..... this is just what happens when your dress-wearin' little diva takes off through the muddy yard on her princess bike.
Thank God for Spray 'n Wash.
Our dog Gravy has seemingly adopted our kitten Flopsy. I don't know if he's just lonely because his canine companion, Biscuit, is a complete and total idiot or if he thinks that because she is black and white they must be related or what.
Regardless, it's cute as all get out.
Especially when they get caught and try to look like they weren't snuggling.
Nonner is going to be a geek when he grows up, thanks to his Kiki. He LOVES Paul's and my laptops but he also thinks banging on them is how to make them work (much like Paul...) so today I dragged out Kady's Barbie laptop.
Paul was watching him bang away on it, shook his head and said, "Ain't right that boy's playin' with a pink laptop..."
I think of it as him getting in touch with his geeky feminine side.
PRAISE THE LORD Abby finally let her Grammy pluck her eyebrows. I was worried they were going to take over her face and form some mutant race of hairy-faced tweens. God love her, she got her hairiness from her mother. I am so, so, so very sorry for that. I had to take hormones to sustain my pregnancy with her and she was born looking not unlike a wookiee and for years I blamed her hairiness on that, but now I think it's just sucky heredity. Again, I apologize.
I'm just glad she's finally aware enough of her appearance to look neat and tidy instead of crunchy and unkempt. I sincerely hope that the next step after eyebrow plucking is CLEANING HER ROOM.
I'd forgotten about this one on my phone.
Yeah, just one more reason his father is freaking the heck out over the amount of hair on his middle child - the faux hawk, aka Every Redneck Father's Nightmare.