my three boys

"children are contemptuous, haughty, irritable, envious, sneaky, selfish, lazy, flighty, timid, liars and hypocrites, quick to laugh and cry, extreme in expressing joy and sorrow, especially about trifles, they'll do anything to avoid pain but they enjoy inflicting it: little men already."
-jean de la bruyère les caractères

i would like to highlight various adjectives above and assign them to their respective boy, but i'll refrain ...

i went out with the girls last night

before i left for dinner



















when he woke up this morning

some new pictures (in a vain effort to put something on here for may before it's over)

the life of aidan

after waiting for it's owner to come out so he could pet it, he was over-zealously jumped on by an over-sized (a little taller than aidan) boxer-cum-lab-cum-who-knows-what puppy that belongs to a little girl at school. scared him to death. really, really scared. in the car afterward during his recovery period he told me he only liked white dogs (this dog is sort of brownish), according to him, they don't jump on big boys and don't lick them for kisses.

he wanted to tell me a story, but his tummy was too full. interesting.

when asked what a-i-d-a-n spells, his answer is "me".

happy birthday jack!

aidan & jack

and this describes so much ...

30 seconds of jack

fake "you're not giving me what i want cry-"you've entertained me" smile-"oh" look at me face

and there goes february as well ...

we finally got some rain to play in ... not really sure why i took the picture inside and not outside.

















jack is gearing up for his birthday ... that's pretty much it.














we visited john's family in las vegas (this is cousin taner). we had fun with everyone ... we did a lot of walking, visited an aquarium & basically watched aidan expend lots & lots of energy. we brought my cousin daniel along to help keep aidan entertained ... i think he's still recovering.















aidan lying in bed ready to go to sleep:
"mommy, i need to tell you two stories, okay? just two"
"okay"
"once upon a time there was a little boy, ME!"
(silence, scrunched up face, thinking noises)
"mommy, i don't have any stories yet, i'm too little"