Happy Birthday, Joe Johnson

2 and 4

Saturday we celebrated the kids birthdays with our friends for lunch and our family for dinner. It was a beautiful day, and we had a blast with all of our favorite people. Thanks everyone for coming out, and those who couldn't make it, you were missed!

It was a camping party... so here's the cake we had with dinner.

We grilled out hamburgers for lunch which the birthday babies ate in the tent with Aunt Hay.

Then we blew out candles over some dirt and worms.

Then we roasted marshmallows for smores.

Next up we hunted some bugs. Here's when we released them from the backyard. Don't worry no one was harmed in the stampede.

Lots of running, playing, bike riding, etc....

The birthday girl did at least 50 laps back and forth on her bike.

Kale, Joe, and Finn (he's pitching) played some baseball.

After naps it was time for the family to come over. Here are both of my grandmothers shoved into one chair. Their choice. I think they might have been cold.

Mos and Joe checking out some of the presents.

Daddy and Joe playing his new guitar.

Today is Blythe's actual birthday so here she is blowing out her birthday pancake.

Happy Birthday, sweet babies!

Privileges of the Chief

A couple months ago I read back through all our old posts. Don't worry, I'm embarrassed about it. However, I had forgotten the majority of things I had written about, and I'm also embarrassed to say I was laughing so hard at myself I was crying. Anyhoo, I realized that as long as the world doesn't implode this little blog will be a tribute to the ridiculousness of our family, and one day our kids can go back and read little snippets of the things we will forget to tell them about.

So that being said, this is for that reason and that reason only. This was just a little Corbin moment that made me laugh, so I'm writing it down (typing it down) so one day Blythe and Joe can have a little reminder of their grandparents.

My mom has been recollecting the little people stuff that we had when we were kids for the grandbabies. My sweet friend Jillian has amassed the greatest collection I've ever seen, and she passed down a couple things to my mom (thanks Jill, love you!). As with all things the new toys were the only ones anyone wanted to play with and I don't remember who even did this, but B or Joe put the firemen into the swing and the following conversation took place...

Me: "That's nice the firemen get to swing. I bet firemen never get to swing."

Lainee (my mom): "And I see the Chief gets his own swing."

Paw (my dad, Fire Chief of Wylie)" "As it should," he then switched to what I can only describe as the voice of the French guy in Monty Python and the Holy Grail and added, "Get down one of you knaves and push me."

Made me laugh. Love everyone involved. The end.

Happy Halloween!!

Singing Joe Joe

He writes his own music too.

From the Phone

I emptied the pictures off my phone again and here's what I got...

Lainee got us some new costumes so I've been hanging out with Superman a lot lately.

Here is pouty time out face after someone hit superman

We had a broken pipe which caused us to be without water for 5 days. The upside? It made this fantastic mud puddle to play in.

We made a chocolate cake to share with some friends. I put it on the counter to cool and came back to find Joe helping himself to a taste.

I took Blythe to see Winnie the Pooh for her first movie. She couldn't have cared less. She just wanted popcorn.

We ate a lot of popsicles this summer. Notice how Joe's diaper functions as a juice catcher.

Carrots!! This was right before nap time and Joe appears to already be asleep on his feet.

I hope Mama Vernon Doesn't See This

We just buzzed Joe's hair. I know, I know, I know, I KNOW... but the poor guy was so hot and sweaty all the time. Mama Vernon is going to kill us.