Hanging Tough

Eduardo? Who? Well, at least we didn't get our arses kicked. Nobody needs all the hassles that natural disasters bring. We hastily let the boys play in the backyard yesterday in anticipation of our day trapped inside. We still had to find ways to keep the boys entertained while inside. Kale painted and Mack learned how to climb his Little People's Garage. Totally dangerous. Not only did he stand on it, but tried to do a celebratory dance while on top just to show off. Is there a Flickr photo pool for crazy kids that do this?

We've spent our summer celebrating birthdays, having water balloon fights, playing on the slip-n-slide, having friends over for grill outs, and playing with our friends and family. All in all, it's been fun, but dude, we need to slow down. I feel like our weekdays are our time to relax, which I guess is about right.

KAD jr. is going through a growth spurt an emotional/mental spurt. I've heard the stage of 3 years to 4 years old resembles that of a teenager. Good Lord. He's just voicing his opinion all the time. No to this. No to that. I want this. I don't want this. I don't like it. I don't want to. I can do it! I can't do it. I wanna go here. I don't wanna go there. It's as if his whole world around him just became multiple choice. Who taught him how to talk? Shame on you.

But, then there's the relentless kissing he showers us with (although, he's started doing the soap opera kiss of tilting his head left to right. Where'd he learn that?) and the hard 'running into your body' hug, and his endless pursuit of "What will make my parents laugh" game that he's brilliant at...so, we're gonna keep'em, all the while suffocating him with our unconditional love.

MAD is becoming...um...how do I say...like a bull in a china shop. Seriously. He hits, he yells and he bites when any flesh gets near his mouth (not hard...yet). But, on the other hand he's also become hilarious, entertaining and so fun to be around. It is never a dull moment with this character. And, frankly he is at the time in every child's life that they become absolutely delicious. Oh! We can't stop kissing him, smothering him, tickling him, pinching those chunky thighs and did I say kissing him already? He's got our slobber all over him everyday. He's going to get sick of it. But, his brother lived through it and so shall he. What a wretched existence.