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We have had alot of great memory making moments this week.  Just ordinary days being transformed into extraordinary ones moment by moment.  No great plan.  No strategy.  Nothing needed aside from time with each other to make them happen.  I like times like these.  They bring warmth to otherwise chilly, winterlike days.
Take Monday, for example.  The boys both had their yearly wellness checks.  We got right in and things were going smoothly.  Then, our nurse (who has seen/known the boys since birth) hands them their specimen containers.  Deer in headlights look on both boys' faces.  It was all I could do to not simply burst into uncontrollable laughter.  I muster enough of something God given in the moment to simply smile and assure the boys it will be okay.  I kind of think they first thought they'd have to provide their samples right then and there in front of her.  One could hear the sighs of relief when I further reminded them that they've done this before and ushered them to the restroom.
As Tim had completed his task first, the nurse took him down for his vision test while I waited at the other end of the hall for Alex.  When we arrived at the vision screening area, there were about 6 or 7 people (Tim and our nurse being two of them) all standing/sitting around with huge smiles and bursts of laughter occuring now and then.  My questions were soon answered as I realized that Tim was providing a great sourse of entertainment as he was attempting to read the eye chart.  He made it through one eye's reading (barely) without losing out to uncontrolable laughing, but the second round was proving to be a strong competitor.  When Tim gets tickled by something, he starts laughing so hard he can't hear or think straight.  (Yes, I can hear some of you saying "I know where he gets that from!").  He was getting so tickled he couldn't even say his letters correctly.  We love our nurse for a number of reasons, but especially for being a great sport through times like these.  After it was all said and done, I wondered if he was really 30/20 or if the testing was skewed a bit by his laughing so hard he couldn't focus.  Our doctor isn't concerned as of yet, so we'll see how things go next time.
Wedensday afternoon, Alex and I spent some time together experimenting with bubbles.  We put food coloring in bubble solution and then made bubble prints on white printer paper.  Alot of hot air being blown around for the sake of science. :)  Nothing makes this mama happier than when one of my boys exclaim, "Thanks, Mom.  That was alot of fun!" like Alex did as we were cleaning up our bubble mess.
The boys are getting to the point where they are really understanding what is "real" and what is not.  I do occasionally still get questions whether or not something is real, but for the most part they can comprehend live things versus pretend/cartoonish/fake things.  After a brief discussion on whether something or not was real, Tim boldly declared to me, "I'm the real thing, Mama!"  Then proceeded to dance around singing one of his familiar made up tunes.  Yes, Baby, indeed you are the real thing...a one of a kind, priceless real thing.
Other funny moments from our week...
The boys turning down "Charlie Brown Christmas" to watch Billy the Exterminator.
Thinking we had tickets to the Thrashers game tonight, but found out they are tickets to next week's game.  (Thankfully, we noticed before leaving the house, even though we were all dressed and ready to load into the car).
Me talking in my sleep...again.
Tim coming and waking me up in the middle of the night and scaring me so much I screamed and jumped as I woke up.  Hi.lar.i.ous!  I ended up scaring him so badly he started crying...and then I did too because I felt so bad.  It was one of those crying/laughing kind of moments where both happen at the same time, with laughter winning out in the end.
Playing Wii together as a glad they love me for things other than my Wii abilities. :)
And, finally, watching some family videos from when the boys were little.  Watching the boys see themselves when they were little is priceless.  We were all belly laughing at one point just from hearing each other laugh as we watched the boys drive their battery operated golf cart.

   "He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy." 
Job 8:21



  1. Fun times make happy memories!

    Glad you've had your times of laughter this week.

    Linda @ Truthful Tidbits

  2. Great post! Thanks so much for sharing your laughter with us! :)

  3. I enjoyed reading this post and I really love the song.

    HELP! A blogger needs our help.

  4. Great post!!! I LOVE to hear stories about moms and young children having fun and laughing together! The time goes by SO quickly! Thanks for the very kind comments that you wrote on my blog!! Have a great weekend!

  5. Oh I so want a golf cart like that. Can you picture that? LOL! And I can totally relate to the whole kids waking you up thing. You get scared which in turn scares them. There's crying then laughing. LOL! Just a bit to much emotion for in the middle of the night. HA!

    Have a great weekend.

  6. Oh! How awesome and fun to have your blog and all the posts of all these moments! We love looking at old family videos and photos, when our kids come home from college.

    Blessings & Aloha!
    Thank you for stopping by! I am wimpy when it comes to cold weather...and it's been pretty nippy down by us too (not as cold as up at my dad's in northern Wisconsin...thank goodness :o)


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