Post-a-Palooza
I just realized that yesterday's post was my 500th. I should have realized that yesterday, and had like party hats and those little blowy-things and confetti for a huge celebration marking 500 posts of my blathering, but I didn't. Oh well. I forgot my blog-o-versary this year, too. I guess that's what happens when you get to be ... over thirty. *cue dramatic music*
Anyway, as kind of a slightly-belated tribute to this little milestone, today's post consists of some recent funny pictures of the dudes who have made this blog possible.*
*Except for Colin, because since he's been in school I can't be in his face with the camera 12 hours a day.
First up, we have Cameron. My sweet, affectionate, three year old paper-eating goat-in-boy's-clothing.
Apparently in Cameron's mind, toilet paper is not only a delicious snack, but also makes a wonderful tail:
Finally, since I don't have a recent amusing picture of Colin, I'll end with a recent amusing picture by Colin.
So there it is. A little taste of life with my dudes. (Mmm, tastes kinda like toilet paper.)
And if you don't like this post? There are FIVE HUNDRED more to choose from. :)
Anyway, as kind of a slightly-belated tribute to this little milestone, today's post consists of some recent funny pictures of the dudes who have made this blog possible.*
*Except for Colin, because since he's been in school I can't be in his face with the camera 12 hours a day.
First up, we have Cameron. My sweet, affectionate, three year old paper-eating goat-in-boy's-clothing.
He unrolled the whole roll of toilet paper ... so he could eat the cardboard tube. *sigh*
Apparently in Cameron's mind, toilet paper is not only a delicious snack, but also makes a wonderful tail:
Or maybe that's just his way of carrying his snack without pockets.
That "tail" was like six feet long, y'all.
Next up is a photo of Coby, which is pretty self-explanatory.
Is it just me, or does anyone else hear Lady Gaga's "Born This Way" playing in the background?
And then there's the family patriarch: Curtis. The husband. The Dad. The man from whom our sons will learn to be men.
... I just hope they don't also get stuck underneath a bunk bed during a heated game of hide-and-seek:
I had to help him get out. And that broken slat? Totally his fault.
It has internal organs, a penis, and what I'm guessing is probably a butt (?), but no arms. Go figure.
So there it is. A little taste of life with my dudes. (Mmm, tastes kinda like toilet paper.)
And if you don't like this post? There are FIVE HUNDRED more to choose from. :)
Lol. I don't know which picture I love the most! Thanks for letting us see into your life a little bit, makes stalking you seem less creepy. Congrats on your 500th post!!!
ReplyDeleteMy life tastes like toilet paper some days too, funny.
ReplyDeleteNice article, thanks for the information.
ReplyDeleteOMG! Hilarious! Your boys crack my up! I have 3 "C" boys too and they keep me guessing! Love the TP tail, mine uses belts!
ReplyDeleteI am so dead over here from all the laughing. My belly hurts!
ReplyDeleteOMG, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLove it. Congratulations on the big 500! :)
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think a picture is worth MORE than a thousand words! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the TP Tail. You should totally market that one!
I LOVE this post!
ReplyDeleteOMG my tummy and sides hurt. I love your kids!
ReplyDeleteYou totally crack me up! I have boys too. And.. a husband who thinks he's 12. But, the pic of the crack paper made me laugh so hard I spit coffee. So there. Thanks.
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