I love how musically inclined William is. Mikey has been quizzing him on what instruments he hears in songs for many months, and he loves to tell us whether he hears a guitar, a piano, a saxophone, etc. William can also name some of the most often played musicians in our house. Today he correctly identified George Strait, Alan Jackson, and Lyle Lovett. He can sometimes get Jerry Jeff Walker as well. I feel like we're raising a good Texan!
Here's William singing along with some of his favorites.
"I Got a Woman" by Ray Charles - This video is from many months ago. We don't torture him with fleece footie PJs in the summer.
"All my Texes Live in Texas" by George Strait - The title of the song has been changed by Mr. William himself.
Same song, but I crack up at the little shimmy about 25 seconds into the video. I couldn't leave it out. One of these days I will attempt to edit videos, but for now you have to sit through the whole thing or fast forward to the funny part.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
This event deserves its own post
We went to the Pink House again in May, but this time Mikey's parents and sister joined us. They came up on Saturday, so it was just me and my guys on Friday evening.
I really didn't fish much the last time we went to the Pink House. It seemed like I was always up at the house with Ryan, or I was holding him while Mikey and William fished. This time Mikey encouraged me to fish. I had half a frozen shrimp left and decided to throw in the line one more time before calling it a night. I had caught the world's smallest fish just moments before.
My cork went under, and it felt like a good, solid bite. Little did I know that I was about to catch the biggest fish I have ever caught. He gave me a run for my money, that's for sure. The fight lasted for a good ten minutes. I think 15, but really, who knows? Mikey asked if I wanted him to take over. YEAH RIGHT! The fight is the fun part. I wasn't about to give up, even though this fish was taking me for a ride. I still smile when I remember that Mikey kept saying, "Mommy is dominating the fish!" William repeated it (of course), and it cracked me up.
Once I finally caught a glimpse of his fin, I was astonished. Then I realized we didn't have a net. Nice. Some people were on the dock next door, and they had their eye on me. They said we could come get the net. So Mikey held the line in the water and kept the fish just below the dock. It was clearly tuckered out after the battle. I ran, adrenaline flowing and with Ryan bouncing wildly on my hip, to their dock to get the net. Then I ran back, so excited to get this thing up. Not so much. The net was way too small for this fish. There was no chance.
So Mikey said he would run up to the house to get a bigger one. Swell. He leaves me down on the dock with William, Ryan, and the giant fish. I didn't know what to do with all of these creatures! I polished my mommy of the year award and laid Ryan down flat on the boards of the dock. Don't worry - he wasn't rolling yet! I kept a laser eye on William, who was peering down at the fish, while holding on to the fish and hoping that he wouldn't find a way to wiggle off the hook.
Mikey came back with the net and my camera (thank goodness he brought that!). It took him forever, or so it seemed. The net was in the shed, which had to be unlocked. We had no idea how to get the fish up on the dock. He was so heavy! Mikey is guessing 30 pounds, but I have no clue. He was a solid fish, that's for sure.
We finally got him up and were able to prove his existence with pictures. I was ecstatic - and exhausted! Once we were done photographing him, we pushed him back in the water, and I couldn't get those pictures to Mom and Neil fast enough. I knew they would be so excited for me. Of course Facebook was the next to know.
If you read to the end of this post, you deserve a cookie. I really wanted to record all of this so I don't forget what fun I had! It was a proud day for someone who has been fishing all her life.
I really didn't fish much the last time we went to the Pink House. It seemed like I was always up at the house with Ryan, or I was holding him while Mikey and William fished. This time Mikey encouraged me to fish. I had half a frozen shrimp left and decided to throw in the line one more time before calling it a night. I had caught the world's smallest fish just moments before.
My cork went under, and it felt like a good, solid bite. Little did I know that I was about to catch the biggest fish I have ever caught. He gave me a run for my money, that's for sure. The fight lasted for a good ten minutes. I think 15, but really, who knows? Mikey asked if I wanted him to take over. YEAH RIGHT! The fight is the fun part. I wasn't about to give up, even though this fish was taking me for a ride. I still smile when I remember that Mikey kept saying, "Mommy is dominating the fish!" William repeated it (of course), and it cracked me up.
Once I finally caught a glimpse of his fin, I was astonished. Then I realized we didn't have a net. Nice. Some people were on the dock next door, and they had their eye on me. They said we could come get the net. So Mikey held the line in the water and kept the fish just below the dock. It was clearly tuckered out after the battle. I ran, adrenaline flowing and with Ryan bouncing wildly on my hip, to their dock to get the net. Then I ran back, so excited to get this thing up. Not so much. The net was way too small for this fish. There was no chance.
So Mikey said he would run up to the house to get a bigger one. Swell. He leaves me down on the dock with William, Ryan, and the giant fish. I didn't know what to do with all of these creatures! I polished my mommy of the year award and laid Ryan down flat on the boards of the dock. Don't worry - he wasn't rolling yet! I kept a laser eye on William, who was peering down at the fish, while holding on to the fish and hoping that he wouldn't find a way to wiggle off the hook.
Mikey came back with the net and my camera (thank goodness he brought that!). It took him forever, or so it seemed. The net was in the shed, which had to be unlocked. We had no idea how to get the fish up on the dock. He was so heavy! Mikey is guessing 30 pounds, but I have no clue. He was a solid fish, that's for sure.
We finally got him up and were able to prove his existence with pictures. I was ecstatic - and exhausted! Once we were done photographing him, we pushed him back in the water, and I couldn't get those pictures to Mom and Neil fast enough. I knew they would be so excited for me. Of course Facebook was the next to know.
If you read to the end of this post, you deserve a cookie. I really wanted to record all of this so I don't forget what fun I had! It was a proud day for someone who has been fishing all her life.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Summer fun
The month of May brought us some pretty weather and an introduction to the heat that has been tormenting us for weeks on end.
Grammy and Grandpa's pool officially opened for business in early May, and no time was wasted by Mikey and William. They are sprouting gills as we speak.
William loves it when Mikey swims under the float and emerges on the other side. It's a real knee-slapper to a two-year-old!
[Insert obligatory remark about them both wearing white shirts.]
I just love his sweet face here! It exudes joy.
Baseball time
I told them I wanted a group shot, and they just started plopping down in random spots. We gave it a try - it may be random, but it's kinda cute.
Grandpa was cracking himself up by sticking grass in between Ryan's toes.
See!
I was very happy that this one turned out so well. It's a keeper!
Grammy and Grandpa's pool officially opened for business in early May, and no time was wasted by Mikey and William. They are sprouting gills as we speak.
William loves it when Mikey swims under the float and emerges on the other side. It's a real knee-slapper to a two-year-old!
[Insert obligatory remark about them both wearing white shirts.]
I just love his sweet face here! It exudes joy.
Baseball time
I told them I wanted a group shot, and they just started plopping down in random spots. We gave it a try - it may be random, but it's kinda cute.
Grandpa was cracking himself up by sticking grass in between Ryan's toes.
See!
I was very happy that this one turned out so well. It's a keeper!
These boots are made for walkin'
William loves to wear my shoes. He is constantly slipping on a strappy gold heel or an ancient black sandal. Lately, the shoe of choice has been my black boots that won me over with their bright pink lining. I think I inadvertently created a monster because the first time William wore them, I took a video on my phone. In that video, I said, "It's like a giraffe learning to walk!" between chuckles. For some reason that phrase has stuck with him, and whenever he pulls the boots out, he repeats it with a smile.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Easter?!
I just sat down to blog, and I can't believe I haven't even gotten to Easter yet. I am so behind! Get ready for a lot of entries over the next couple of weeks because I really want to get caught up before we head to Connecticut, and I take about a million pictures.
When the Easter Bunny was putting together the boys' baskets, she was rather disappointed in the amount of stuff in there. They looked pitiful. And then she remembered that the Connecticut Easter Bunny had contributed a box of Easter goodies. Hooray! The Texas Easter Bunny stuffed the baskets and was very pleased with the result. It's so nice when an experienced Bunny helps out a rookie.
Lookin' good!
He was super obsessed with golf that morning, so we had to pretty much force him to look at the stuff in his basket. I have a feeling we won't need to use any coercion tactics next year.
It's so nice when they can't yet crawl/walk/run/jump out of a picture.
They had an Easter egg hunt at school, so William knew exactly what to do.
The big, bright eggs are nice for a toddler egg-hunter. Hopefully the Easter Bunny will get a little trickier as the kids get older.
I had high hopes for getting a good picture of the boys and me that morning. Ha! It was not meant to be.
William is not happy that Ryan wants to hold both baskets.
I love the hand trying desperately to get the basket out of Ryan's hand.
Ryan looks perplexed and a little ticked off that William won that battle.
I'm not bitter that Mikey got this gem with the kiddos. Nope, not me. :)
Frisbee fun in the front yard.
They are thrilled to have the paparazzi following them around.
Playtime with Aunt Amy.
We usually take advantage of William's nap time to sit inside and relax. Ryan loves all the one-on-one attention.
At least there is proof we were all there at the same time!
When the Easter Bunny was putting together the boys' baskets, she was rather disappointed in the amount of stuff in there. They looked pitiful. And then she remembered that the Connecticut Easter Bunny had contributed a box of Easter goodies. Hooray! The Texas Easter Bunny stuffed the baskets and was very pleased with the result. It's so nice when an experienced Bunny helps out a rookie.
Lookin' good!
He was super obsessed with golf that morning, so we had to pretty much force him to look at the stuff in his basket. I have a feeling we won't need to use any coercion tactics next year.
It's so nice when they can't yet crawl/walk/run/jump out of a picture.
They had an Easter egg hunt at school, so William knew exactly what to do.
The big, bright eggs are nice for a toddler egg-hunter. Hopefully the Easter Bunny will get a little trickier as the kids get older.
I had high hopes for getting a good picture of the boys and me that morning. Ha! It was not meant to be.
William is not happy that Ryan wants to hold both baskets.
I love the hand trying desperately to get the basket out of Ryan's hand.
Ryan looks perplexed and a little ticked off that William won that battle.
I'm not bitter that Mikey got this gem with the kiddos. Nope, not me. :)
Frisbee fun in the front yard.
They are thrilled to have the paparazzi following them around.
Playtime with Aunt Amy.
We usually take advantage of William's nap time to sit inside and relax. Ryan loves all the one-on-one attention.
At least there is proof we were all there at the same time!
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