I vaguely remember seeing Cole fooling with my camera one day and that I moved it away from him and turned it off, but I didn't check to see if he had taken any pictures or not. Looks like he was planning to make a movie and I interrupted it:
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
More of Chase's "Art"
Jack and Sloan gave Chase some cool art projects for his birthday, and he's had fun playing with them.
Sloan gave him a pet rock in the shape of a frog. Chase painted the frog and then made it a home under the gardenias in the courtyard (the paint is weatherproof):
Jack gave Chase some sculpting clay and a book of project ideas. Chase couldn't wait to get his hands on that clay, and I couldn't wait to see what he would make. I forgot that, art classes or not, he's a 6 year old boy:
Yep, he made poop.
He made it in his room, stuck it on his rug, and then hollered, in his best tattling voice, "Mooooooo-ooooooooooooooooom, look what Cole did in my room!" I made the mistake of laughing, so now he and Cole take turns hiding it around the house all day long and blaming it on each other, on Tootsie, even on their dad. Hopefully they're almost old enough for the potty humor to lose its appeal. Yeah, right.
Dino Wars
He has loved cars, trucks, tractors, and trains since he was very little, but his current obsession is dinosaurs. He has a collection of dinos from very large to small that he plays with ALL the time. He lines them up by type of dinosaur and then by size, names them, and then, of course, they fight.
Cole makes up stories about his dinosaurs all the time. He will run into the kitchen screaming hysterically while I'm cooking dinner, saying that he's being chased by a sharptooth (T-Rex) and he needs me to knock it over with my tail. In his game, I am apparently a longneck and have a long heavy tail that can knock a t-rex over. He won't give up until I swat at the air with my imaginary tail, slaying the sharptooth. I swing my tail around a few times to stop the shrieking, eliciting cheers from Cole and an eyeroll and a heavy sigh from Chase. At age 6, he already finds my antics embarrassing. He's going to make a lovely teenager.
Anyway, here he is lining them up (ignore the floors - something is broken on my camera and it gives the appearance of poor housekeeping):
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
New Games
Sleepover
Here is Cole telling Connor how things work in his house:
Cole & John in their jammies with their sock monkeys having milk and watching dinosaur movies before bed (the sock monkeys were the source of a few disputes involving a great deal of monkey tail-pulling until I showed the boys the difference between their monkeys):
Cole & John playing in Cole's room Sunday morning (keeping a close eye on their respective monkeys):
Hanging out on the couch Sunday morning. Cole is watching the dinosaurs AGAIN, and John is keeping a lookout for his mom & dad. John did fine overnight, but once I told him his mom & dad were on their way, he didn't take his eyes off the front door.
Finally, John and Connor sent these beautiful flowers after their visit: