The first day is a “robber guy” because nothing gets a person into the spirit of advent more than a Lego robber guy.
Archive for November 2011
Liam is on an indoor soccer team this season and he had to get new shoes since you can’t wear regular cleats. Apparently, you really shouldn’t wear regular indoor soccer shoes either (I guess this particular indoor soccer place has a special type of turf) so we got these snazzy soccer shoes with very cool bottoms. Thank goodness for sales and coupons. Very rarely does very cool shoes = not very much money.
There are a lot of little boy cousins on Sean’s side of the family. There are five boys missing from this picture that are all a part of the boy birthing marathon on that side of the family. Colm is the oldest at 7 and then the youngest of the boys is two, so all together I think that makes about 10 boys born in between 2004 and 2009…most of them are in the 5-7 year old range though and they all had a blast running around on Thanksgiving.
Sean and Colm enjoying a game of Battleship while Great-grandma Virginia reads a magazine. What you can’t see is that the reason Sean can’t seem to hit any of Colm’s battleships is because Colm had stacked them on top of each other. Totally cheating, I know, but I thought it was pretty clever, too. Colm lost by default once Sean figured out what he’d done. 🙂
I am absolutely loving that Colm wants me to read The Little House on the Prairie series to him. I also love that he is so into it. He gets to caught up in the drama..the Indians, Jack almost drowning, Mr. Scott passing out in the well, the log falling on Ma’s leg and when the ox got stuck on the roof of their house…there’s just so much going on all the time. I also love that after we read the first two books and we were ready to read the third which is about Almanzo (Laura’s future husband) and not Laura that Colm decided to skip that book because he wanted to “stick with Laura”.
On a side note, I am totally impressed that Ma irons even when she doesn’t have a house yet because Pa hasn’t built her one yet and they are living in their wagon. Because let me tell you, if I was living out in the middle of nowhere in a wagon, the absolute last thing I would be doing is ironing.