Spring has Sprung??!

I pretend to use my cell as an alarm clock.  Usually, the kids digging in the cupboards for some grub wake me up first.

One morning recently, I was awoken by a text message.

From my son.

In his bed upstairs.

"Mom, I'm wicked sick. Can I stay home today?"

From my bed, I texted back:  "Ash, it's a snow day."

And just like that, he was cured.

Miracles do happen.

Now for some I-wish-Spring-would-hurry-the-F-up-and-get-sprung-already-pics...

Icy treetops

Spring mud + 4wheeler = Muddy Boy

"Super"moon

Ready for baseball to start!

Such a good big bro

Come'on bud, let's go inside and warm up

<3

*slaps forehead*

{Scene: A mother and her two sons, aged 8 & 10 are finishing up their lunch at a quiet restaurant on a snowy day. The only other patrons are a pair of elderly friends meeting for lunch}

     OLDEST SON: "O.M.G. I'm soooooooooooooooo full!" *moaning*

     MOTHER:  "Shhhhhhhh!  Please don't be rude, there are other customers!" *nodding in direction of the elderly ladies in the booth right behind him*

     YOUNGER SON:  *scolds his older brother loudly* "Yeah!  Those old ladies are trying to enjoy their lunch! Geez."

     MOTHER:  *slaps forehead*  "Check, please!"

Ten.

Ten is the number of days we had of summer vacation before our first (and *knocks on wood* only) serious injury, trip to the Emergency Room, and broken bone.

Courtesy of LukeyBaby, who took a digger on his bicycle and caught the handlebars in the collarbone.

He had a couple weeks of pain, but was a trooper!

And is now the proud owner of a matching set of broken collarbones...

June 2010 Age 7, fell off bike

October 31st, 2004 Age 2, fell off bunkbed

And so, for Halloween that year, instead of an "army soldier", LukeyBaby was an "injured army soldier."

He's kinda graceful, like his mama Dad. *grin*