Connor is in the House

A few things have already changed now that Connor is 5. He thought he would be able to be the parent as soon as the magical day arrived, but I told him several times this was not the case. He can't give out timeouts when his brother gets on his nerves.

Another big step is that he "graduated" from nursery, and he now has to join us at church. The real deal. I am downloading a weekly children's bulletin for him to work on while we are in Church, and I brought some extra paper for him to draw on. Connor did very well. He always stands during prayers, and says them the best that he can remember.

Palm Sunday was his first mass, and they acted out the story of Jesus' Crucifixion. Pretty heavy stuff for his first Mass. He was very interested in it though, and even explained the whole story for Aaron when we got him after Mass.

Poor Aaron though. The ladies in the Nursery told me he just stood and looked out the window talking about Connor the whole time. He didn't really play with toys. They said he'd get used to it, but I realized that he is rarely left without Connor or myself, so this is very new to him.

Connor gave him a Palm and explained to him, "Don't worry Aaron just go ahead and play while I'm not here. I will go to Mommy's and Daddy's church and bring you back something special every time". Too bad we don't get Palms at every mass!

Something Connor did really touched my heart that day. As we were getting ready to go I noticed this picture that he drew during Mass:



I asked him what it was and he said, "It's Me and Jesus holding hands. He loves me and I love him!"

Monster Jam

We went to our annual Monster Jam Truck Races Last month, and haven't added the pictures yet. Here they are. Connor was so happy to be there. We stayed until after 10pm, and Brian and I knew that we were doing this for the kids and not for ourselves!!! Aaron passed out at 9pm, even with the loud trucks racing around the stadium! He was a little shocked by the fireworks, but nothing he couldn't handle. Fun family moments!

Fly Hunt

A popular Summer game in our house is what we like to call the fly hunt. Living in a golf course community has it's drawbacks (I guess the dogs don't help the matter either) and we have suffered from the pesky bugs for the past couple of years.

We are already starting to find a couple of those buggers in the house this year. Aaron and Connor make sure that I know that they are around.

"BUG BUG BUG!" Aaron cries every time a fly lands in his general vicinity.

That means I must drop whatever I'm doing right that instant, pick up the fly swatter, and get it, or else I will hear "BUG!" about 100 times before he just might give up on it.

So today I was washing the dishes, and of course as I am drenched in soapy, dirty dish-water I hear Aaron scream "BUG BUG BUGGGGG! Gettem mommy!".

Thankfully, my ever-so-helpful 5 year old son says, "I'll get him Aaron!"

He picks up the closest thing to him, which is a pen, and starts on the hunt for his prey. I had to give him credit for helping me out. When I wanted to get the dishes done he was there for me, but a pen doesn't seem like it has the correct surface area to get a fly, but hey- maybe that will help me out since unless that fly is on it's last leg of life (you know when they fly really slow and you can literally touch them mid-flight) it will keep the boys pre-occupied for a while.

No less than a minute later I hear Connor scream, "I GOT HIM MOMMY! I DID IT! I DID IT!"

"WOW!" I exclaimed in shock. I couldn't believe it!

Connor put the pen up in victory, and just then my Grandpa says, "Is that my pen?"

Now if you know my Grandpa, you would know that he is a pretty quiet man, for the most part. I usually can get into some in-depth conversations with him, but usually he doesn't out of the blue say something like that to the kids.

Connor was in shock, and he immediately said, "Oh, sorry Grandpa!" and placed the pen next to him.

OF COURSE - Aaron started yelling "BUG BUG BUG!!!!! Gettem Connor!".

Connor turned to Aaron and calmly stated, "Unfortunately Aaron, that was the last fly we will get today." I just smiled.