No Lie

Yep.  He's doing exactly what it looks like he's doing.

Nope.  I didn't stop and direct him to the nearest tree or even, gasp, a bathroom.

Dude, I was too busy taking a picture.

Why thank you, I will accept another merit badge for my Perfect Parent Sash.

Closed doors are just a suggestion, right?

I was in my room getting dressed and my youngest came barreling through the door.  He doesn't let things like shut doors or "get out! I'm getting dressed!" stop him.

He saw me and ran back out.

Ya, I'd run too, punk.

Not 30 seconds later he came back with the Barbie stethoscope yelling "Doctor, Momma! Doctor!"

If he becomes a plastic surgeon specializing in stomach reconstruction after multiple births we'll all know where he got his inspiration.

You're welcome world.

Social faux pas...

I know it's been a while.  You might think that I have something earth shattering to share.

You would be right.

I have this problem (you might notice I have many problems but for today let's just focus on one).

My shoes make obscene noises.

No really, they do.  I know what you're thinking, "c'mon Kristen, you can tell the truth here, we're all friends".

But really, it's not me, it's these shoes.

Cute right?  Even better they were on clearance but now I'm starting to wonder if maybe they weren't such a good deal.  Every time I wear them I feel like I have to say "excuse me" or just start talking really loudly to cover the sound of my shoes.

Walking in shame,

Kristen

PS- worth the wait, eh?

The Next Great Ball Player

This has been hijacked by Momma Miles husband. Since she is working on getting edgemicated at College and with finals going on I thought I would help her out a bit. We have in our house a baseball player. 

 I know what your thinking, can you say the next Babe Ruth!

We had a great time at his first practice the other day. We sat and watched all of the five year old's that have never played a game in there life learn how to bat and throw. He did a great job listening to the coach and trying new things. The bonus is we as parents can help him better his skills and have some time to be with just him. The best part of practice though was when the coach's son who is on the team kept yelling every few minutes "Dad I Need To Hydrate", and he would run and get his drink. Kids in this age range are great I sure love them and the funny things they do.

Momma Miles good luck on your finals hopefully this will appease everyone that has missed your posts.

Have a great day everyone make it the best.

Daddy Miles  

Run baby, RUN!

My better half posted this on my BookFace wall with the comment "I think this is how we are on the running spectrum".

Agreed.

Date Night

This boy was my hot date.

We went to the airport.

To get this girl.

She's my sister and she's leaving on an eighteen month LDS mission to Russia.  If you think I won't miss her face you'd be wrong.

Airports make me a little emotional.  All those people leaving and coming home, I won't lie, I get sorta weepy.

I'll miss my sister.


PS- Our baggage porter was super cute.

c/o Walt Disney Studios

Dear Mickey,

Hi, how are you?  How's Minnie?  Are the two of you married, I don't think that issue has ever been fully resolved.  You and I, we need to talk about something important. 

See, around the Miles' house we've been having a Friday movie night.  The head of our house is in grad school and he has class on Friday nights so it seemed like a good way for me to make it through ONE MORE night alone.

And it is.  In theory.  But here's the problem, reality is that when you have 4 children watching television at the same time you have to find something that they can all agree on.  And the reality is that Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is the one they agree on.  Aren't you proud?

But I have to say it's just not working for me.  In fact lately when you call for your friend Toodles I want to bludgeon myself in the head with one of your handy dandy Mouseketools.  I can't handle your questions.  I don't like your meaningless plots.  Mickey, I just can't deal.

So it's over.  Tonight we're going swimming.  Next week we might do something crazy and revolutionary like play board games or hang out in the backyard.

I still like the idea of Disneyland.  Your ears are pretty cool looking although I don't understand why you can't be bothered to put a shirt on.  I'm sure you're a nice mouse and Walt is probably proud of you, so good for you.  I hope you can understand why we're leaving you.  Don't worry, we're planning a super long road trip this summer so I'm sure we'll see you again.

Regretfully,

Kristen

PS-  I think you should have stuck with Steamboat Willie, that guy had potential.