Daddy's home!

O.K so daddy hasn't really been gone anywhere other than work every day but the boys get so excited when they hear him at the door. They rush to him screaming "daddy's home".

The afternoons can sometimes drag by and I'm ready for daddy to get home too! After all the hugging and screaming dies down then they like to help daddy with his army uniform. They fight over who gets to wear his dogtags and love to help him with his big combat boots.

The bunny hop

The boys were being very cute and silly this morning so I got a little bit on video.

Daddy games

Just to add to yesterday's post. Here are more of the kind of games that daddy likes to play with the boys. They will not be playing these games with mama.

Daddy is building swords and guns. Oh boy!

The boys are "sword" fighting.

Alex got hit in the head and then cries to mama

Playtime

I must say that Alex and Zachary really play together well, for the most part. When they first came home - well, not so much. It didn't take too long though until they started behaving like brothers. That means sometimes playing nicely and sometimes fighting. Of course there is also the play that I guess is just a boy thing (or maybe an all kid thing) that is often introduced by dad. They like to chase each other with cars (that they ride), just plain chase with screaming involved and use anything and everything as a baseball bat. Daddy shows them how to box, how to bury each other in the beans (I should have taken a picture of this yesterday), how to throw a ball at someones head, how to throw pillows at each other, etc. Lots of these things get them in trouble and daddy apologizes after he shows it to them knowing that mama won't like it or let them do it again. I guess that's a dad thing.

This is the kind of nice, quiet playing that mama likes. This morning they used the blocks to make elephant noses.

Boys and boo-boos

I am continually surprised at the amount of and the creative ways that little boys get boo-boos. Yesterday we played at the inflatable place twice and no boo-boos. We come home and play with dad for about 30 minutes and whammy! I didn't see this one happen but Zachary was kinda wrapped up in daddy's army clothes and fell face first into a tupperware box of Lego's. Chris said that his feet were up in the air and he couldn't get up because his arms were pinned. No major damage done but an ugly red mark on his nose. Weird.

Twelve years ago today

I can't believe it's been that long. I can't believe I was that skinny!

This spud's for you

Tonight as I was making dinner Chris had the boys sitting on the kitchen counter. I have a basket there where I keep potatoes, apples and oranges (if we've got any). Zachary saw the potatoes and called them apples. He got very upset and cried to eat an "apple" but we didn't have any real apples in the basket. Finally to avoid a huge tantrum we decided to let him have it. He took one bite and was done. Then Alex had to have his turn. He actually ate two or three bites and made yummy noises before he gave up. Raw potatoes can't hurt them, can it?