Unfair
Do you ever find yourself taking pictures of one kid more than the others?
Whoops.
It’s just that the others haven’t been very photogenic lately.
And then when they are, this happens:
Not fair.
So, on to the cute one.
Yes, the ordering of sherbet the same color as his shirt was intentional. It was a good idea.
Man, I love those eyes. And I love how when you ask him to smile, he does this with those beautiful eyes:
We went to the Treehouse on Mr.Blue-Eye’s birthday (which actually happened the day after the party) — He had a good time, but I still think the “birthday” concept was a bit beyond him. Here is is crafting with Daddy (serious business) just before he noticed I was taking pictures.
And here they are smiling for the camera.
See? Isn’t it adorable?
Not so adorable was how I found him the other day.
Eagle, in the bathroom, with the hair gel.
Okay, so maybe he is adorable, even when covered in blue hair gel. Sigh. Kids. I tell ya. I thought, Oh dear – Grab the camera - Get a good laugh out of it - This will make a great blog post. Yes, I actually think things like that.
But then, no. I draw the line at using hair gel as body lotion. The end.
Ah, yes. Note the lack of pants. We’re in the very beginnings of potty-training, since he’s interested – and that’s why he was in the bathroom unattended for about 10 seconds. Mm-hm. Why was he left? Well, dinner was cooking in the Foreman, and what with the screaming baby, the whiny big kids, and the “I potty!” toddler, it would have been burnt to a crisp… except that –huzzah!– the Powers That Be blew the circuit to said Foreman while I was in there with E. Crisis averted! SWEET!
As we say in our house, “BB!” (Bishopric Blessings)
Back to the toddler covered in blue goo. Nothing like that to really set a meal off nicely. Protein, carbs, veggies, blue goo.
So it was into the tub…
… with socks on. Whoops.
No comment.
And mismatched socks at that…I love it. Why won’t my daughter potty train? Grrr. Okay, enough complaining. Eagle’s blond looks very red in some of those pictures. Which is accurate?
Okay, now that you’ve inspired me to blog more, you’re starting to make me want to post pictures more. Which means I need to TAKE pictures more…
Another thing to work on!
Btw, I loved this post. And had to show Manti so now HE’S inspired to post soon.^_^
@Elly So happy this inspires you!
I love your blog, too. Your boys’ “names” are so endearing!
@Kimmie I thought you’d notice the socks.
You know, Eagle still hasn’t quite lost that redish tint. It depends on the lighting, but there are times it does look just like those pictures.
Haha, I love the socks in the bathtub! And yay for tender mercies, or BBs, so dinner wasn’t burnt.
@Francesca Amen~!
How can you tell the real color of his hair with blue goo in it? Shouldn’t his hair look purple?
Or green? Mostly it just looked slimy. It was lots of fun to suds up, though. It made fabulous shapes.
Hilarious. Fun post.
@Kimmie
Shall I tell you how the blogger was potty trained??? Since you asked I will. We had purchased the traditional small potty and then tried to use bribes, praise, … all to no avail. Then we inadvertantly stumbled on the answer. Provide the child with access to a large supply of gum, allow her to ingest it and let it stew for a day. Then when it is processed and the unpleasant mixture is in the diaper the child will say “no more diapers mommy!” So at the ripe old age of 2 our daughter decided that the diaper experience wasn’t for her and we were done. No accidents no wet beds, no plumbing problems whatsoever.
@mom
That last comment was from your dad, not me!
… no comment!@mom
You did get some adorable photos of him! I know what you mean. . . it’s so much easier to get Natalie to smile and pose for photos than Kirsten. Kirsten just won’t. stop. moving. All my pictures of her are blurry, unless we’re outside!