A fun filled, action packed, super duper exciting, over the top update of our life!!! (Minus the fun-filled-action-packed-super-duper-exciting-over-the-top part.)
First off... lovely Lena. Doesn't she look so sweet and innocent? Well, that's just how she lures you in. She is actually a cannibalistic monster. Okay, okay... slight exaggeration. But really, she loves to bite. And bite. And bite. And of course, she prefers to bite people. Brother kind of people especially.
Now for little Conner. The child who fills our house with noise. While his daddy was preparing a birthday feast for his mother, Conner's creative brain got together with his messy, sticky hands and made this. What is it? He gave me the following explanation... "Look at my sun Mommy! Look at my potato sun! I made a potato sun!"
Next... silly little Jarom. Of course I have a story to share about him. There is always a Jarom story floating around in my head... he just provides too many funny moments. Story goes like this... I was in the kitchen doing dishes, when Jarom wanders in and asks me if he can hide in the pantry. Now that's actually not as weird as you think, because our kids love to play hide and seek, and the pantry is the favourite hiding place in our home. But at this particular moment, it was a weird thing to ask, because they weren't actually playing hide and seek. I let him do it anyway, and he shuts himself in there for about five minutes. Then he comes running out of the pantry, his mouth and hands full of food. Hmmm...
Now for the oldest and wisest child. He is currently obsessed with Smash Brothers, as you can see from this picture. Reid outgrew the funny story stage so long ago, I had all but given up hope. Then the other day he says to me completely out of the blue... not a word leading up to it, just this random thought..."Mommy... wouldn't it be strange in a three way argument if someone said red cars have more seats than other cars? Because what if the car was a red beetle? Or a red convertible?"
And that was it. Then he looks at me awaiting an answer. Uhhh... ???
I told him to pass along the question to daddy. Daddy's response was... "what's a three way argument?"
We still don't know to this day what on earth he was talking about.
Speaking of the daddy of our home. He is totally, completely, officially done school. He has passed it all... his brain is as big as it could possibly be. I think. You may all now refer to him as Doctor Prepchuk.
Does that make you laugh too?
I hope you enjoyed the random picture of him here doing the dishes. It's a moment I love to treasure. I call this picture... "The time Wes did the dishes." I'm thinking it may even deserve to be framed and hung on the wall. Right next to the picture I like to call, "The time Wes did a load of laundry."
And last but not least, I bet you would like to hear about me. It was my 50th birthday this week, and to be honest I hardly feel a day over 29.
Okay, fine I turned 29. I suppose now, I have to live in dread of the 30th birthday next year. And I really would try to live in dread of it, but I don't really think I can be bothered.
Want to see a picture of me on my birthday?
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Hmmm... how'd that get there instead? Oh, well... it's as good as a picture of me, because you know what they say... you are what you eat. And if I am what I eat, than I think I would definitely be a chocolate cake. The end.