Friday, July 24, 2009

Letter to Nana and Grampa (transcribed by me)

Nana and Grampa,
How are you? It's very uncomplicated, I'm missing Minneapolis. And I really miss you. I feel sad that I'm really missing my friends. I'm cutting this letter in half for Nico and you.

Joe Borger.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Bedtime July 20th, 2009

Tonight, Joe whined in his bed for an hour at bedtime so I had him get up and help me with the chores that needed to be done before I could go to bed.
Me, matter-of-factly: "Now we've spent so much time getting you to bed that I don't have time to get my jobs done, so you are going to have to help me." I gave him the grossest of the jobs.
First job... Cleaning the whisk that is encased in hardened cheese.
He worked at the sink for 20 minutes...
Joe: "I think that's as good as it's going to get."
Me, inspecting the half-clean whisk: "Finish the job. Be a good worker."
Joe: "Well... When I'm a doctor, I'll have to clean out lots of yucky stuff."
Me: "What do you mean?"
Joe: "Like, I'll have to cut open people's hearts and stuff..."
Me: "So you've decided you're going to be a doctor when you grow up?"
Joe: "Yeah, and I'm going to work in the ER with Daddy."
Me: "Do you know what ER stands for?"
Joe: "No. Can I go to bed now?"
Second job... Poopy cloth diaper, which I don't want to relive and won't describe.
After that, I sat down to write this posting. Joe just came up to me and sleepily asked: "What are the other jobs to be done?"
Me: "I have to write this on the computer, then I'm done."
Joe, (in a, "this is silly" kind of tone): "I'm going to bed."

And he did, finally.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

More of The Boys

Family Photo Summer 2009

Strawberry and Pea Pickin'

Danny's early smiling

Mattie with his Baby

Danny and Mattie

Brotherly Love (except for real this time)

This morning I had to abandon Danny on the floor so I could race to the bathroom to comfort Joe, who had just slipped and had fallen on the slippery floor. I could hear Danny crying in the living room and then I heard Mattie, "Uh oh. Kine" (Uh oh, Crying) Then Danny stopped crying and when I got back to the living room, as you can see above, Mattie had put a toy down for Danny to look at and covered him up with his blankie. So sweet.

The Boys