Yesterday, the middle Heathen turned 8!
He's older now that Heathen #1 was bringing home Heathen #3! (Everyone follow that?)
He's my own special kind of pennance - he's as impatient as I am. He has a temper like mine. He drives me bonkers most days!!!
But!
I get more comments about him then I do the other two - about how sweet he can be. I can't wait to see how this particular Heathen turns out...
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Award for Immaturity
There really should be an award for immaturity. There's an award for practically everything else. If there was such an award, the Asst. Zookeeper would definitely make a clean sweep!
This evening, we colored Easter eggs with Heathens #1-3. We always do it on Saturday night - not because of any "tradition" that requires that we do it that night. That's just when we run out of time and have to do it!
For the past many years, I've set up the table and then taken the photographs, while the Asst. Zookeeper actually assisted the youngest child with the egg coloring. I have a collection of photos that look like this:
This year, I offered him the choice. Would you like to participate in the egg coloring or would you like to run the camera? He opted for the camera this year.
After we were all cleaned up, he handed me the camera and went out for a cigarette. While he was out on the front porch, I decided to scan through the photos and see how they turned out.
I found these two photos mixed in with the photos of the Heathens coloring eggs:
At least he's MY immature Asst. Zookeeper! Someone else may have gotten upset. :)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Not Quite a Teenager
Today, Heathen #1 turns 12. Ugh. The first thing he asked me this morning was if I thought he was any taller than he was yesterday. And I, of course, said yes!
The boy stands at about 5'1" and weighs just shy of 100 lbs. And I remember when he was little enough to pick up and sway back and forth with - and wanted me too! If I tried to pick him up now, I'd probably end up in the emergency room.
Yes, time flies. Yes, it is hard to believe that he is that old. No, it doesn't make me feel old!
He's turning into a son that Dan and I are proud of. I wouldn't trade him for the world. However, I might rent him out once in a while...
His birthday party was yesterday. What a group! 15 boys (ages 10 - 14) met at the gym we rented for a Nerf battle. We used tables to set up bunkers and sniper's nests and places to hide, etc. And if I can get my camera to cooperate, I'll share the photos. For two hours, there were Nerf darts flying everywhere, and they all had a fantastic time. It was a little daunting when they started to arrive with DUFFLE BAGS of Nerf guns and ammo. It was like the SWAT team was landing and preparing for a hostage situation!
This evening, we took the three Heathens to Fuji Steakhouse for dinner. The Heathens had never been there before and were amazed by the flames and the onion volcano. Heathen #2 was the only one to catch the broccoli in his mouth despite the other two's valiant attempts.
I wonder what the next year will hold...
The boy stands at about 5'1" and weighs just shy of 100 lbs. And I remember when he was little enough to pick up and sway back and forth with - and wanted me too! If I tried to pick him up now, I'd probably end up in the emergency room.
Yes, time flies. Yes, it is hard to believe that he is that old. No, it doesn't make me feel old!
He's turning into a son that Dan and I are proud of. I wouldn't trade him for the world. However, I might rent him out once in a while...
His birthday party was yesterday. What a group! 15 boys (ages 10 - 14) met at the gym we rented for a Nerf battle. We used tables to set up bunkers and sniper's nests and places to hide, etc. And if I can get my camera to cooperate, I'll share the photos. For two hours, there were Nerf darts flying everywhere, and they all had a fantastic time. It was a little daunting when they started to arrive with DUFFLE BAGS of Nerf guns and ammo. It was like the SWAT team was landing and preparing for a hostage situation!
This evening, we took the three Heathens to Fuji Steakhouse for dinner. The Heathens had never been there before and were amazed by the flames and the onion volcano. Heathen #2 was the only one to catch the broccoli in his mouth despite the other two's valiant attempts.
I wonder what the next year will hold...
Baggies and Birthdays
Last week, on Sunday, March 21st, the Asst. Zookeeper accomplished something that many of us who know him NEVER thought he would manage - he survived long enough to reach the age of 30....
Yes, despite some of his better efforts over the years, he made it to this landmark birthday. I thought long and hard about what I was going to give him this year. The Heathens didn't provide any good ideas for the first time ever. I was really beginning to panic that I wouldn't think of anything with which to mark this auspicious occasion. And then it hit me...
It was the perfect idea! He would never forget it. He's been saying for years that it would be the very last thing he would need on Earth. It didn't require any special shopping, it was already purchased and in the house! The perfect gift for the Asst. Zookeeper was...
... a Ziploc baggie.
To anyone who's known him, it makes sense! He's said that was all that would be needed to pick up the pieces that were left of him when he finally croaked. He always said a coffin would be too big! So I gave the man a sandwich baggie for his 30th birthday. :)
Yes, despite some of his better efforts over the years, he made it to this landmark birthday. I thought long and hard about what I was going to give him this year. The Heathens didn't provide any good ideas for the first time ever. I was really beginning to panic that I wouldn't think of anything with which to mark this auspicious occasion. And then it hit me...
It was the perfect idea! He would never forget it. He's been saying for years that it would be the very last thing he would need on Earth. It didn't require any special shopping, it was already purchased and in the house! The perfect gift for the Asst. Zookeeper was...
... a Ziploc baggie.
To anyone who's known him, it makes sense! He's said that was all that would be needed to pick up the pieces that were left of him when he finally croaked. He always said a coffin would be too big! So I gave the man a sandwich baggie for his 30th birthday. :)
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