When I Shower...

Creeped you out with that title, huh?!

When I'm getting ready in the morning

sometimes Koy get's hungry

and helps himself to a snack.

Usually it's crackers,

a block of cheese

or sometimes fruit snacks

but there have been a couple of times

I've caught him in the act.

For example one day he made

a "ques of dilla" all by himself.

Another time he helped himself to ice cream

and left the container out... melting on the counter.

Come on kid!

Aggie Blue Mint is like gold at our house!

Cooper

Meet the newest member of the my Bagle Boy's family.

He's cute.

Real cute.

And, he has fabulous hair

which you can't see until the hat is off.

The hat was just too adorable to resist.

This little guy was barely a week old 

and the hat looked like it could have fit

on an apple.

Christi let me do a little practice shoot on him.

By no means am I photographer,

but it is dang fun playing

around with my camera

and snapping cute pics of 

little monkeys.

And yes, some of the pics are not completely in focus

but I was shooting on manual mode.

And that made my hands sweat.

And my face sweat.

And my armpits.

It got real nasty but you couldn't tell

because we had just gotten back from camping.

Whew!

So here's the little munchkin.

(Hopefully you don't mind me posting Christi!)

One for Titan

Here's a post from Titan's birthday.

He turned one in March... cough, cough.

I'm a slacker though.

Sometimes I have these plans of doing a great post of things

and then it gets put on the back burner... and then forgotten about.

We do love Titan.

A lot. 

He's a mess.

This mom is just a slacker. 

So here's one for you T-man!

Here's the munchkin sometime before his birthday. 

He has almost a full mouth of teeth now.

Just missing those dang canines.

He begged and pleaded with me to make him a 

triple chocolate bundt cake for his birthday.

So, I gave in and made it for him.

Basically, it was the most exciting thing at his birthday.

He snarfed up his little piece and vowed to never cry again.

(That didn't last long.)

These were his favorite toys.

Koy bit one and broke it the second we got in the car to

go over to Emmary's birthday party.

Emmary was sweet enough to share her birthday with her cousin...

and some guy named St. Patrick.

Boy, I can hardly believe it's been over a year since Titan would

scream his head off ALL DAY.

It made my ears feel like they were going to bleed.

The doctor said his reflux would get better or get worse by his 2 week birthday.

It definitely got worse. Yikes!

He sure is cute when he isn't crying and when he puts random crap from the ground in his mouth.

He got to snuggle with Aunt Mindy a few months ago. 

I think he likes her.

Thank heaven for little boys.

Koy is a great big brother.

For a while Titan could have taken home the gold

in a corn dog eating competition.

Ready, set... Go!

We love having this little boy in our family!

It's gunna be a long one...

When you walk in the door at 6:30 in the a.m. and 

find your 3-year-old fully clothed and putting on his boots,

you know it's going to be a long day.

He had even gotten himself out a waffle and put it in the toaster.

He's not really grumpy... yet. He just thinks it's funny to not smile at the camera.

(He gets that from his dad.)

And of course, the sidekick is awake too...

This mamma already needs a nap...

We have ourselves a...

Katniss Everdeen aint got nothin' on me, yo!

After reading and seeing Hunger Games

a few months ago, it kind of

ignited a fire in me to become the world's 

best bow shooter.

It looks easy in the movie and

it also just seems a lot less violent than shooting a gun.

So in my head, I think that if Katniss Everdeen, this tiny little

 "16" year old can shoot like a sniper,

than I easily could with 10 years on her.

(Yikes!)

So we ventured out to our friends' house and 

took turns to show off our awesome skills.
It turns out my skills aren't so awesome.

The first problem started when I couldn't pull the

string back by myself. 

That was freakishly hard so Justin helped me out.

The second problem is my aim.

That seems to be pretty important and

no, you can't just put your eye on the target and hit it.

Hence the reason my arrow hit the edge of the shed 

and not the target that is sitting in the right hand corner of

the picture below.

Hmmm...

Also, my aim is so bad that I couldn't even point to the arrow!

I don't think I'll be bow hunting any time soon...

Justin, on the other hand, is a natural.

He'd give Katniss Everdeen a run for her money

or we'd at least hope so because if not,

that would be EMBARRASSING!

Yeah, the arrows in the target, that was Justin's doing...

 And the boys played with tractors and trucks. They are cute.

Post-Op Care

K's girafficuss (sound that one out...)

popped a stitch in the back so 

we took him to the vet.

Mamma Sue DVM stitched him up and

K-man was in charge of the post-op care.

He carried him from surgery with love...

Put him on the couch and covered his face so he could rest...

Asked him quietly if he was going to be ok...

And jammed his finger up his nose to stimulate his senses cuz,

ya know, that's protocol, right?