Boys and Men

 If you're wondering, these are the men that the title is referring to. The Boys will be featured later. This is a good example of 1. Jude's favorite toy in the world- the dog's water bowl, and 2. A classic point. I don't know what he was pointing at, but it was GOOD. 

 As you can see, Grandpa is doing a whole lot of nothing as one of his grandsons is being a bully. 

 Ah yes, the boys are here. As you can see, Robert picked out the fire fighter coat and the eskimo hat while John picked out the manly hoodie and...the woman's hat. 

Aren't the four of them just so cute?

 Here is another trick up Jude's sleeve. This is "so big" and he loves to do it. 

AND HE DOES IT WITH ENTHUSIASM.

Baby Remix

 Look at this blast from the past. Here Marin is, just a peep, wearing his punishment outfit. 

 Here is Briasson stuffing food in his mouth. I thought it looked more like he was contemplating life...or how to tell Jude he didn't want to participate in the latest "idea"

 A bowl of candy, and the boy wants a potato. I guess he had enough sugar with the doughnut. 

Pow. Health. 

 Actually, that hat fit his attitude for a little less than a week...while he was wearing it included. 

 Grandpa letting Jude play with a remote never happens, so he's a happy boy when he manages to swipe it. 

Isn't he pretty with a bow? This game was deemed "safe" by his dad, so SORRY Briasson.

Gifts from Great Grandpa

Great Grandpa stopped by recently and brought over some delicious doughnuts. I ate many of them, but for some reason when I was not in charge of Jude, he also got a hold of one...or two. 

What can I say? The boy gets a sweet tooth from...his Daddy. 

 Monch monch monch. Only three and a half doughnuts left. 

 What's the big deal? Why is everyone making such a big deal? It's dinner. Let me live. 

 Who me? I'm just here, doing nothing bad. Look how sweet I am. 

One last bite.

Halloween. Baby Style.

Cowboys and Indians. Classic. Okay so the boys didn't totally love Halloween but WE did love it. I guess Jillian and I have officially passed out of the phase where Halloween is about dressing in your underwear and saying you are an animal or something- like trying to figure out which animal looks best in matching bras and panties. Oh well. Life is hard I guess. After about 1 second Jude's hat was off and after about a minute both of the boys were eating beads off of Briasson's belt. 

It's 

This is the worst day of their lives. Can you tell? 

I can't figure out how to rotate this one, but turn your head because it is really THAT cute.

Two Babies

It's hard to get a good picture of Jude playing this game because HE'S SO FAST AND GOOD AT IT. Just Kidding, well he is good at it, but I don't even think he's playing it in this picture. 

Rawr. Cape. 

Do they make little bras for moobs? Man boobs. Or I guess it would be baby boobs...which would be----boobs. Baboob. Whichever. 

Hello, Casper. Aren't you such a friendly ghost. 

Someone is raging in the background. And I don't mean rage in the way that all the college students, and recent college grads who think they are still in college are using the word rage to seem, or be, cool. Or even to seem like they still are cool even though they have a "big girl" job. Ew. I mean rage in a more literal, less alcoholic, way. The kind where Briasson literally takes all of his pent up rage out on things like...a hairbrush. 

And now that it is all out, we are left with big fat rolls and junk toys. 

Jude is nervous because he knows that there is someone who is full of rage behind him, peeking at this fuzzy head...waiting to attack. 

WHO ME?!

Squash Sweeping

Whenever we bring home a butternut squash, it stays on the floor until it is time to eat it. Why, you may ask? 

Because it happens to be on of Judebug's favorite fall toys. 

Ah yes, squash and kosher salt. He knows how to prepare it well! 

Did I mention he had a drink or eight before this meal? Can you tell? 

WHAT? No, he didn't really. He doesn't like to be the butt of jokes...or jokes about his butt. I can't remember which one. 

Since the squash caused such rude jokes, Jude thought he would just pout, and do a little house cleaning. He's still mad, I'm pretty sure. 

The Incident

One day we left Briasson and Jude to play by themselves. They were having a grand ol' time until Jude started crying hysterically. When he went over, Briasson was taking a good ol' monch out of Jude's leg. 

Literally, took skin out of it. 

So we cleaned it up, and then took pictures of it. We are good good people. 

Anyway, it was not a good day for the little bubby. 

Hi, puff. 

Point! 

AND HERE IS THE CULPRIT. He looks like he's ready to attack, doesn't he? Rawr.