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.

Help Please!

We're trying to pick out backsplash tile for our kitchen which will also be on the wall behind the vent hood we're getting so I'll stop setting off the smoke alarms every time I make something on the stove. However, Caleb and I differ on what we like, Blythe changes her answer every time you ask her, and Joe just keeps pointing at the bananas. We're struggling because we inherited the countertops which are great, but probably not what we would've picked out. So anything we pick out tends to not really go with the countertops, but here's what we're looking at so far...

Option #1

Neutral stone tile with a glass & stone mosaic stripe running through it

Option #2

Glass tile with gold/bronze in it

Option #3

Good old white

So if anyone is out there and still paying attention to this blog, please cast a vote. We're stuck!

Time Flies

I emptied the pictures off the camera and here's what I found...

Playing ball in the hallway. I don't know how it works when they all sit together.

SNOW!!

Helping with the laundry.

Sup

Blythe putting Joe to bed in the middle of the kitchen floor.

Sweet hugs

He thought he was pretty cool with this back pack on. This is one of his new faces.

This is his thinking face. It was hard work getting all the crayons out of the box.