Happy Birthday!! and a cute Bryce story...

Today is this guys birthday...

That's hubby in his garden earlier this Summer. Today, the man I've spent nearly 16 years of my life (that's exactly 1/2 of my life - can you believe it??!) with is 36.

Although... he had been leading me to believe he was turning 35 up until about a month ago. See... I kinda lost track of time. Just a little. I kept thinking that he was going to be 35 and I'd make references about how 'old' he was going to be. (Ahhh... can't remember that because you're going to be 35 this year... or yah, can't do the fun things you used to do because you're old - almost 35, ya know...) So I was ribbing him about his 'nearly 35' status. And he never corrected me. I know why he never corrected me but I'm not sure he'll admit it... HE forgot too! Yup, I know it. He forgot how old he was until we had to think about the years. 2008 subtracting 1972 HAS to equal an EVEN number. We had a little chuckle about it when we figured it out. I guess we now know when age no longer matters... after you turn 35. It's all a blur after that.

I'm good with that. I'm still 32 for another few months **hehe**.

I have another cute Bryce story today. No photo, unfortunately. I didn't think of it at the time. I didn't know it was going to be cute. See, it's getting cold here in Massachusetts. Autumn is on it's way and I've been fighting a cold for a few days (does that explain my lack of posts?) so I've been really cold at night. Today I decided was a good day to take out the comforters and wash them.

~We have 3 cats and if it's not covered in plastic, it's theirs to lay on and when you haven't used it all Summer long, the cat hair piles up and really... it's just easier to spend the 15 quarters to wash it again.~

So off to the laundromat Bryce and I go. I bring my two comforters, my detergent and my 10 dollar bill. Bryce is a big helper and puts one of the comforters in a big loader for me, I put in 1/2 the detergent and stroll over to get quarters. HE, plays with the machine and figures out how it closes, opens and decides to load the other comforter in another machine. So, we're all set, he adds all 15 quarters to one machine and BAM!

the machine starts. He jumps back, looks at it and giggles. WOW!

B: Mom, what an awesome show!!

M: Yes, Bryce. Would you like to put the quarters in this machine?

B: Yup, One... two... three... four... ...(2 minutes later)

BAM!

The next machine starts.

B: AWESOME!!! Wow, look at that one, it is all soapy. Look at all the colors.

M: Yup, it's pretty awesome. Ready to go?

B: Nope, I'm gonna stay here and watch the show.

M: What! It's a 23 minute show, let's go pick up Mom's books at the library.

B: No, Mom, this is the BEST SHOW EVER!!!

I tell you. If I'd have known that laundry was the best show ever, I would have bought a side loading machine so my kids could watch that rather than rot their brains with Spongebob or ICarly. I did manage to convince Bryce that we could go to the library and come back and still be able to see the 'end of the show'. So we did that. Who'd have known that watching laundry spin was such a great show? I know of someone who's watching her laundry spin tonight and she's not as thrilled as Bryce. For her, I hope it was a quick show!

"I'm an Artist!"

Caleb's in camp all week long. And since he leaves at 6:45 AM and isn't home until about 5:30PM I haven't had an opportunity to take photos of him. I'll be sure to get one tomorrow.

Bryce and I had a busy day running back and forth to the Scrapbook Cupboard today. We were celebrating someone's birthday! Anyhow, he's so cute. While I was chatting, he created his very own picture. Look at him create!

He tells everyone that he's an Artist! And he sure is! I'll try to remember to post his finished picture tomorrow.

I realized today that my life is becoming more. More than my planner can hold. I have a planner that's approximately 5x7. I buy it at Target every year and then I cover them to make it my own. It's got pretty nice spaces but ...well, as I said, my life is getting just too busy for the book. I went out to day and bought this...

And quickly filled it to this...

So, if you need me... it appears the 14th is open!

MEN!

I hear it all the time... "Enjoy your boys while they are young, they grow up so fast!" or from friends, "When did my little boy turn into a Man?" For me. Well, I know exactly when my little boy became a MAN! When he did this:

See, right after they all went down the big waterslide at 6 Gun City on Wednesday, Caleb and Bryce announced themselves as MEN! Well, of course, I agreed and the day went on (with some chanting of MEN, MEN, Men, Men...). Then tonight we went out to dinner. We went to the 99. After Dinner was over, Bryce tells us he needs to go to the bathroom, so I bring him. I lead him (as I always have) to the ladies room. Well, he's not fooled. No, sir. Not this bright little MAN. He tells me, "that's the girls room, I am a MENS, I need to go to the MENS room" (I did not correct his grammar). I tell him, I can't go into the mens room and that he can go in here. I open the door and... well, practically drag him in. He must have needed to go, so he walked in a stall and peed. I wait, patiently outside the stall, and ask him... "So, you're a Mens, huh?" "Yup, remember, I became a MENS on the waterslide, remember, Mom?" Says Bryce. "Oh, yes, honey, I remember," while giggling to myself! So, I hear the toilet flush and hear a loud noise and see his feet jump back to the door. "Bryce, are you OK?" I ask him when he gets out. "Yup, the toilet just scared me, that's all." So much for being a 'MENS'!!

After he washed his hands. He tried to dry them with the electric blow dryer but it wasn't working, so we had to use paper towels. We went back to our seats and waited for the bill. Once I got back, Caleb needed to use the restroom, so Patrick brought him. WELL... Bryce was NOT happy. Caleb got to go into the MENS room. He was wimpering when Patrick came back out and Daddy offered to bring him to the Mens room and show him around. He went, happily. Once back in the seat, I asked, "so, did the mens room look any different than the ladies?" "Yup," he says, "the dryer works!"

Man, I love that little boy!!