Butterball Boys

Something tells me that a little boy with his head stuck in a railing, necessitating rubbing butter on his big round head is in my future...

And something tells me that monster #2 will be there, laughing all the way. 

Or maybe, just maybe, we will have two butter heads. Unless Marin comes, then we will have two butter heads, and one baby that needs his head cut out with a chainsaw. 

But Briasson is right, it won't be his head that's stuck, it will be his larger than life midsection. Butter up that belly, I say!

Bwiasson, this plant is pwobably not safe to touch, so you touch it fiwst and just let me know. 

Nature is...fine.

People! I found a pine cone!

It was hard to find, but this is the one that I have been looking for forever. 

NO! I will not touch the plant. 

This stick is the perfect size...

I don't know! I just like this stuff. But sometimes, it makes me a little scared...

A Star is Born

This way, peeps. 

Anyway, I can never upload videos to this blog because I just can't. Last night Jude lost his mind and we caught it on film. 

The result?

Youtube- Jude is a Celebrity.

He'll be doing autographs any day, any time. 

Petting Zoo

We took Jude on an adventure recently. A lot of times we call anything in the car an adventure which we should probably stop because if he thinks that going to the grocery store is an adventure then he's going to probably give up on "adventures". Oh well. 

BUT this adventure had ducks. Sooo, success. 

He looks worried, but don't fuss. 

He loves to pet all the animals! Goats were a hit. Why wouldn't they be? Such clean and lovely animals...

Here he is trying to get to the cow. 

How rude and unfriendly. Sometimes, cows and not kind and loving. That's what we learned today. 

Special time with old pops. 

Champion

Well here you can't tell he's a champion, but you can certainly tell that he is a fighter. He is a man that gets what he wants. He is a man that whines his way to the top!

DON'T LOOK SO SURPRISED THAT I AM NUMBER 1!!!!

A metal AND wrapping paper? Win. 

Just joking. Those are two hiya sticks. For those select readers that happen to be 22 or 23 and don't yet have a kid. (So I'm assuming just a handful, obviously)...a hiya stick is basically any object that the boys hit other things with, and an object with which they are not allowed to hit other human beings or dogs. Though the latter part is not always respected. Anyway, it's fine, you get it. 

I guess the thesis is: Jude wears puppy pants and therefore is a winner. 

Picture proven. A picture is worth 1000 words, which incidentally is way more words than I would ever like to write to prove my thesis, so for proof of thesis...see above. 

Smoosh. He's always coming up with new and inventive ideas for things. I think he's probably a genius. Can you tell? DO YOU KNOW A BABY THAT WOULD THINK TO SMOOSH HIS OWN FACE? I doubt it. DO YOU KNOW A BABY? Probably not. But that isn't the point. 

The point is, smoosh. 

Dudes with Mohawks

The only problem with hats. 

Is that you can't see OUR MOHAWKS!!!

MOHAWKS and christmas socks. Can you say BA?

Dude, sweet mohawk.

Rock on!!

Wait, a what? A mohawk? I didn't realize how cool I was...

Reading and mohawks are so rad!!

Sand, you Say?

It doesn't feel like California. But there is sand. But it's cold. BUT THERE IS SAND. 

TO CALIFORNIA!!!!!!!!!

Or not. Looks like two cold boys are just stuck in some chilly swings. 

It's okay, Briasson. We can have fun in Illinois too. See? 

Ugh! Wude. Bonk.

Wait, is this our photo op? 

Typical park scene.