Proud to be…

Just what I wanted

Seven years old….

Legos make me happy

Six years old….

It’s almost hard to wrap my mind around how old they are and how much they are growing out of being my little boys into these independent little men like beings. We celebrated their birthday with their friends the weekend before at the inflatable party zone. We had sixteen crazy, loud, sweaty, hungry, and thirsty 5-7 year olds running around having a blast! Afterwards Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Tommy, Aunt Morgan, and Mr. SweetCheeks joined us for BBQ in Lockhart before heading back home.

We had planned to take the boys out to a dinning of their choice but our AC had gone out the Friday before and our guy was coming out to fix it so we ordered pizza at home and sat out on the porch (where it was much cooler) and ate dinner. After pizza the boys were more than excited to open their gifts. Their current infatuation is robots, and not Transfomer type either, real old fashion toy robots. That was the theme for their party and I managed to find some cool wrapping paper for their gifts. It’s hard to believe another year has come and gone, usually for me their birthdays represent the beginning of a busy few months for us. They are still getting used to answering 6 and 7 to the “how old are you” question!

Both boys are doing so well at school! Zach has just adapted so well to his new school and has even gotten over having to wear a uniform. He loves his sweater (it’s been cool enough to actually wear it) and thinks it makes him look so handsome. CaseyJ’s reading and writing are so awesome and getting better each week. Zach has joined Cub Scouts (he’s actually a Tiger Scout) and both boys are playing flag football. I think we are finally settling into a routine even though someone completely forgot to pick up his youngest son today. He however caught no grief for it. However if mom is not the first person in line to pick up her youngest boy she totally gets reemed for it. Oh yeah, I’m shark bait around here sometimes.

Future Mannings?

first flag football game, little brother is catching up…

Just what I wanted

Seven years old….

Legos make me happy

Six years old….

It’s almost hard to wrap my mind around how old they are and how much they are growing out of being my little boys into these independent little men like beings. We celebrated their birthday with their friends the weekend before at the inflatable party zone. We had sixteen crazy, loud, sweaty, hungry, and thirsty 5-7 year olds running around having a blast! Afterwards Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Tommy, Aunt Morgan, and Mr. SweetCheeks joined us for BBQ in Lockhart before heading back home.

We had planned to take the boys out to a dinning of their choice but our AC had gone out the Friday before and our guy was coming out to fix it so we ordered pizza at home and sat out on the porch (where it was much cooler) and ate dinner. After pizza the boys were more than excited to open their gifts. Their current infatuation is robots, and not Transfomer type either, real old fashion toy robots. That was the theme for their party and I managed to find some cool wrapping paper for their gifts. It’s hard to believe another year has come and gone, usually for me their birthdays represent the beginning of a busy few months for us. They are still getting used to answering 6 and 7 to the “how old are you” question!

Both boys are doing so well at school! Zach has just adapted so well to his new school and has even gotten over having to wear a uniform. He loves his sweater (it’s been cool enough to actually wear it) and thinks it makes him look so handsome. CaseyJ’s reading and writing are so awesome and getting better each week. Zach has joined Cub Scouts (he’s actually a Tiger Scout) and both boys are playing flag football. I think we are finally settling into a routine even though someone completely forgot to pick up his youngest son today. He however caught no grief for it. However if mom is not the first person in line to pick up her youngest boy she totally gets reemed for it. Oh yeah, I’m shark bait around here sometimes.

Future Mannings?

first flag football game, little brother is catching up…

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