One More Time

We’ve all heard it a million times. We’ve probably sung it at least half a million. But when your child is doing the singing, well, that’s just priceless.

Here’s Max’s rendition.



Notice how independent he is. He gets upset when Merk tries to help him with the hand motions.

By the way, this was probably the 20th rendition we heard that morning. Each one was followed by “one more time.”

I love it!!!!!

The Weather

In Texas, we're notorious for having crazy weather. The past three weeks have been georgous. Cool enough that you know fall is coming, but still warm enough to spend a lot of the day outdoors.

Unfortunately for us, we seem to have been under the weather more than we've been outside enjoying it. For the past three weeks, at least one family member has been sick. This weekend, we were three for four. Not good.

Things are looking up though. The weather finally turned cool and I only wiped one nose all day. Spirits are running high and we are looking forward to the Fall Festival this week at our church. The kids will put on their costumes (Captain America and a giraffe) and we'll collect more candy than we need.

Stay tuned. Cute halloween photos to come.

Boy's Mom

I hate to admit it, but lately, I have been struggling to be a "boys mom." I know that's an odd thing to say since I've been a boy's mom for 4 1/2 years now. But lately, I look at my little boys and see aliens. As adorable as they are, little boys are so different from anything I have ever known.

I don't know exactly how it happened, but I was raised in a family of women. I have close bonds with the women in my family, but the men weren't around much and they certainly were not a significant part of my life.

So here I am, the lone female in a house full of testosterone and I find myself lost. All I've ever known is girl stuff. This crazy, energetic, jump off the furniture because you think you can fly, stick spaghetti up your nose because you think it is funny, beat your brother up because you want to practice your punches, world is so foreign to me.

Did you know that Spiderman and Superman are not on the same team? That Lex Luthor can't fight Captain America but can fight Superman or Batman? I just learned all the names of Thomas' friends and now there are dozens of superheroes with complicated relationships that I have to figure out. There's also Nascar, Rescue Heroes, dinosaurs and sports. Who can keep up with all that?

Max is still into things I can understand. Right now his world revolves around the zoo and farm animals. But he's right there on the threshold of boyhood and his brother ushers him deeper into that world every day.

My saving grace is both of my boys are snugglers now and I am a world class snuggler. My favorite time of day is when they crawl up into my lap for a good snuggle. Most of the time, I let them stay as long as they want.

I'm grateful for my little boys and they crazy things the do. I know it's a part of who they are and I love that. For me, the bottom line is I want to be a part of their world, even when I don't know how. It looks like it might be time for some personal growth.

Anyone have an encyclopedia of superheroes?


Luke playing Rescue Heroes. Yes, I know they never have clothes on. They always start out with clothes, but by the end of the day, this is usually what we've got.

Luke's so proud of his muscles.

Max is showing his feminine side, cooking in camouflage.

Luke is pretending to be the Statue of Liberty here. I'm not really sure why.