A Daily Dose of Mischief

I was about to head downstairs after tucking the boys into bed last night when, out of the blue, my 5-yr-old said he was scared. He's been waking me up almost every night for the past few weeks due to bad dreams. Anticipating some answers to the cause of his nightly disruptions, I asked him why he was scared. He went on to explain that when we were at Disneyland, he threw a coin into a fountain and made a wish. He wished for all of the Thomas the Tank Engine toys in the world. He was scared because he just realized that if his wish came true, 'there would be too many and the house might explode!' I did my best to console him without making him loose hope that his wish might not come true and made my way downstairs when the kids got on a tangent discussion with each about who the 'wish maker' might be (after all it got to be different than Santa Clause and the Tooth Fairy because they already have a job). He made that wish at Disneyland 15 months ago!

"Don't talk to strangers, unless you know them." C, age 5.

I was inspired by the following video: http://www.youtube.com/v/jds1QZrJq1Y to put together a Lego -adventure story with my boys. The boys (particularly K) came up with general story and set up the scenes. I took the pictures and tried to create a narrative that fit their story and the pictures. The boys had fun setting up the scenes with the Lego characters and telling me what was going on in the story. I tried to keep up with the camera and remembering all of the story components. It was fun. So without further ado, please enjoy: (Simply 'Click' through the slides.) If the above link doesn't work (seems to only work with Internet Explorer) try this link .

This weekend in celebration of our oldest's 12th birthday we had dinner at a local seafood restaurant. With five young boys and a baby girl, waiting time in a restaurant is a very unpredictable time. Here are some things overheard or seen from our table: "Take me to your leader." T approached us holding a straw wrapper mustache and a sprig of parsley 'growing' out of his head. "It's a uni brow....an orange uni brow." T held a long piece of orange peel along his forehead. K attempted to make glasses out of his orange peel...only he didn't quite get all of the orange eaten off it. Baby B was eating oyster crackers, and would periodically sweep one onto the floor for the fun of it. As we were leaving, we had to pry T away from his 'art' work. I was afraid to look too closely, but he was arranging food remnants from neighboring plates onto his own. He expanded to some of the table condiments. Who needs Calvin and Hobbes when you have a