The M&M Story

three cool studs Originally uploaded by smaynor Both B and G want to be like M. I often wonder if M realizes the power he has.

Cardinals Day and B's 4th birthday Originally uploaded by smaynor Just a little late. Briggs on his 4th birthday, which just happened to be Cardinal Day at school.

M likes to button the top button on all his polos. I asked him why. "Because it's cozy."

B: "Thank you, Jesus, for the universe and for the world. And thank you for the jungles and the oceans. And thank you for our world. And thank you for our houses. And thank you for kitchens and for food we eat. And thank you for stores and the boxes. Amen."

I recently saw Jersey Boys at the Fox Theatre. Wow. An amazing performance. So many songs. I came home and immediately downloaded the greatest hits. Of course, my children have now been introduced to Frankie Valli and "Walk Like A Man." Every time the song comes on, they start marching around singing it. So, so cute.

Several days ago, my dear friend Amy tagged me and now I have to list seven things about myself that maybe nobody would know. Thanks, Amy. I owe you one. The problem I have, though, is that my life is ridiculously predictable, and I'm not sure I have seven interesting, obscure facts about my life. And anything really intriguing isn't something I should post on this blog. But, I'll give it a try. 1. I have a fear of heights. I like to think I'm brave, but I'm nothing of the sort. 2. I dated/hung out with/whatever you want to call it (for a brief while) the star of _A Christmas Story_. He was all grown-up but still had those glasses. 3. I cry in movies, even the stupid ones like _Ten Things I Hate About You_. It all began when I was three and my parents took me to see _Snoopy, Come Home_. Apparently, I was so wrecked by Snoopy's departure that they had to leave the movie before it was over. I also cry when reading books aloud to my children, even simp...

At CCS for B's class last fall.

Yesterday I took the boys for their yearly check-ups. All is well in the land of boyhood. M smartly sits in the 65th percentile of both height and weight and has good eyes and ears. B is a little more on the lighter side--50 in height and 25 in weight--but has excellent eyes and ears. He cried when he got his shots, and I told him he was so brave. He gasped between sobs, "No, I'm not brave!" I hugged him SO tight and said, "Yes, big boy, you are brave - you got the shots - you did it. That's brave!" He didn't buy it at first, but later in the car, I reminded him of how brave he was. He smiled and said, "Yes, I was."