Sadie rocks 2 wheels (or 4 wheels, as it were)

Decided to buy Ms Sadie Grace a two wheeler because every since Luke took his training wheels off, that seems to be all we get done.. riding bikes, all day long. In fact, it was so beautiful yesterday that me and Luke went on a ride around our neighborhood. Just me and him. It was so awesome and he thoroughly enjoyed having me all to himself, doing the thing that he loves most. And of course, I loved watching him do his thing. He really is a cute child with a wonderfully endearing personality. But, just like all of us (especially me) he has glitches in his day (or glitches of personality). Today, as I was building Sadie's bike (that's right-I freakin' rock with the screwdrivers and wrenches), Luke was allowing the jealousy monster to rear it's head. He was totally bugged that Sadie's new bike had a bunch of "extras" that his didn't have-like tassels and a basket. But the thing that bothered him the most was it came with one of those cute little dinger bell thingies.

Luke: "Hey, that is so not faiw (fair). She gets all good stuff and I get nufing (nothing)!"

Me: "You know what? I don't really appreciate all of the mean things you are saying about Sadie's new bike."

Luke: "Well, I don't weally appreciate that she got a honkew (honker) fingie (thingie) and I didn't!"

Funniest thing you will EVER see

INITIAL INTERVIEW OF THE SMARTEST MAN IN AMERICA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZKXAFqdlC4

REMIX-

http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=YEvNS5TzvwM

Check out both of these links-HOLD ON FOR SOME SERIOUS FUNNY! I could watch both every day. I want to make the remix my ring tone.

He is just too much...

Exhibit 1

Luke and Tanner were jumping on the trampoline, having fun, being boys.

Then there was high-pitched screaming.

Now... Luke is all boy, except when it comes to his scream. It was a loud, very ticked off, very traumatic feminine-type scream.

I shuffled to the rescue, already weary from all of the "fires" I put out as Firefighter Mom..

Me: "What happened??"

Luke tried to tell me, but he was "no speaky english". I think it may have been some dialect of english, but Tanner had to translate for me.

Tanner: "I accidentally scratched his back as we were jumping."

Me: "Scratched his back with what?"

Tanner: "My toenail."

Ooooo... that is nasty. Have you seen a 14 year old football players toes?? I hurriedly donned gloves and a mask (kidding) and peroxided the toe gash. All was well, until I decided that it would be a good idea to put a bandaid on it. Seriously, I make my own life hell sometimes. Of course, I put the bandaid on in such a way that whenever Luke moved, it pulled his skin, thus causing the aforementioned girl-screams and much drama. So, another brilliant idea... I will pull the bandaid off. Big mistake... the bandaid drama lasted several hours.

So as Luke was saying his prayers that night this trauma was on his mind.

Luke: "Hefney Fader, tanks for da day, tanks for our food, tanks for our tramp to jump, please bwess Tanno not to nail me in da back again...."

Gotta love it. Everytime they go to the tramp now I have to warn Tanner not to nail Luke's back.

Exhibit 2

While standing in the midst of his toy room with the equivalent of $50,000 worth of toys Luke asks when I will ever buy him any new toys.

Me: "Look around. You already have too much crap!"

Luke: "But I want more crap than this!"

Luke has issues

Today Luke wanted to ride his bike. It was a glorious fall day and the rest of the house was quiet.  So I picked up my copy of Mockingjay and my will to live (Diet Coke) and decided to relax outside and watch him ride.  Seemed easy enough. 

This is how it went down.

Me: Luke you have to have tennis shoes on to ride your bike, you can' t wear your flip flops.

Luke: I don't have tennis shoes.

Me: Tennis shoes are like your Sketchers.

Luke: No, Sketchers are not tennis shoes.

Me: Yes, the are.

Luke: No they are not for tennis.

Me: Fine wear your flip flops.

(The flip flops are an issue because they are 2 sizes too big, but he "had to have them" because they had Ben 10 on them)

We proceed to the sidewalk.  Luke gets on his bike, I sit down (I think for the first time today). Luke pedals 2 yards and then his shoe falls off and he almost crashes.

Luke: Why did you tell me to wear my flip flops?

Me: So sorry sweet child, why don't you get some tennis shoes, I mean, your sketchers on.

Luke goes in to the house and comes out with his Tow Mater shoes.  He can't seem to find his sketchers.  Cool.  Whatever.

Put the shoes on.  Luke gets back up on his bike.  Pedals, maybe 4 yards his time.  

Luke: My toe owie hurts in these shoes. I can't wear them.  (really fun whiney voice)

Me: You'll be OK won't you? (really fun whiney voice)

Luke: No.  You need to get a bandaid for my toe.

Me: Will you ride your bike for a long time if I get you a bandaid?

Luke: Yes.

I get up, slightly annoyed, get a couple of bandaids.  Bandage the toe.  Put Tow Mater back on.

Luke mounts his bike again. Rides for about 60 seconds, enough time for me to open my Diet Coke and find my place in my book.

Luke: The bandaids are falling off and it still hurts.

Me: (finding this whole adventure slightly funny at this point) Should we get a sock to cover the bandaids?

Luke agrees and we take off the shoes, rebandage the toe, put on socks and Tow maters. He is riding again in 3 minutes.

I take a sip of Diet Coke.  It is a glorious day.  Peace and quiet. Then Luke talks.

Luke: Um, mom.  The sock is squishing my toe and I don't want to wear the Tow Maters with socks. I will go find my Sketchers.

Me: Super.

Luke finds his Sketchers, puts them on.  I open my book and he starts his ride.  It truly was worth the effort to get him properly shoed and bandaged.  I am absorbed in my story.  I am escaping for a moment.  

Luke: Mom, I need to pooh.

Moment over.

Terror on Two Wheels

the bushes make good padding..

down he goes..

back up he goes..

Look at the concentration on that face.

And look at the scuff marks on his cute little knees.

Bye-bye training wheels, Hello bandaids and ice packs.

Actually, Luke has amazing bike riding prowess. Very few wrecks (maybe 5) and only a few that illicited tears. Even the few times he got hurt, he got right back up and tried again. Never asked to put the training wheels back on. I was so proud that I took a hundred photos of him in action. Wanted to post just a few.

I am quite sure that in the near future, he may end up with some sort of injury that requires medical attention because he has a serious need for speed as well as a serious need to turn as sharply as possible.

Gotta love the crazy kid.

Claimjumper Heaven

We ventured to Claimjumper for Tanner's birthday dinner when we were in California and I had forgotten to post these magnificent pictures of the family.  As you can plainly see, Maddie loves her some ribs.  Her favorite are the Claimjumper ribs.  So she was in a pork eating sort of delirium as she snarfed up her food.  I am so very proud of the manners and etiquette that my young lady showed in a public place. I am especially pleased with Maddie and Jada modeling their new barbeque sauce blush and lipstick.  They were very into their food, as you can tell. They had a contest to see who could eat more.  They both won because they both ate everything on their plate, except the parsley garnish.  

Sadie's First Day at School..

She was so excited to go to preschool. In fact, when we first went to the open house last week, she asked me to stay in the car. She wanted to go in all by herself.  She is a very independent little munchie and is growing up way too fast.. makes me sad.  

So now I have a Junior in high school an 8th grader and 2 preschoolers.  The best is in 2 years I will have 1 in college, 1 in high school and 2 in elementary.. What is my life?

Luke doesn't start school until September 8th.  He is a little bit bugged that everyone has started but him.  

I can't believe I didn't get pictures of my TEENS on their first day of school.  Actually, I just wanted to save myself from begging and pleading for a smile.  I am way to old and tired to be begging and pleading for a 1st day of school smile.  I can't believe how lame I am.