Day of Love

Valentines Day in our house this year includes the traditional chocolate candy and the non-traditional shoes. I set a limit on how much I would spend on a new pair of kicks; each boy had to pay the difference. After we placed the order on-line, Evan owed me $4 and Keagan had to empty his wallet. Keagan says they were worth every dollar. He opened the box and smelled it! Then exclaimed, "Aahhh, the smell of Footlocker."

 

The boys sent this bouquet to me at work.

 

When I got home this afternoon, Keagan met me at the door. Clearly he was awaiting my arrival and my strawberries. He then said, "Oh, Mom! I think you need some help with that, and I'm just the person to do that."

 

Evan had a dinner date with his girl. Their schedules often conflict; they rarely see each other during the week or even the weekend. However, this was our conversation on our way out the door.

Evan: I've got $15 for tonight's dinner.

Me: Baby, that's not enough for you and Olivia's dinner.

Evan: What?!! Why do have to pay for her meal? I already got her a gift. 

Me: It's Valentines Day and she's your girlfriend. That's why. 

He went back for money. I suspect Evan ordered a Coke and skipped ordering a meal. Afterall, why pay for dinner when Mom is making dinner for free?

Santa Was Here

This year's Santa list was much like last year's list. Jerseys and sports gear. They must have been good boys this year because they got everything they wanted and then some.

Evan got Lee's jersey and Keagan got Parker's jersey. We had to stay true to our Texas roots.

Keagan couldn't believe his luck when he also got basketball sleeves. He assures me that he will wear them and his new NBA headband to his next basketball game - "even if the white people make fun of me." After hours of playing bball in the driveway on Christmas Day, he is convinced the sleeves have improved his ability to shoot. 

Evan got a magnetic NFL standings board. Few people will understand his excitement for magnetic helmets or football stats, but trust me. He thought it was the perfect gift. It also means that we will save reams of paper since the standings will not have to be rewritten after each week's games. 

Then the boys found the game table. There were lots of bad words said putting this together at 1230 in the morning in a garage where the temp was below freezing. Even more bad words were said when it was realized it would not fit through the door to the kitchen and had to be disassembled in the very cold garage and then reassembled once it made it upstairs. Forget deployments. If couples can survive the laborious process of putting together toys on Christmas Eve in the freezing cold in the late night hours, then the marriage is sure to withstand any hardship.

 Any one up for a game of table tennis? We can play a mean game, and this time I can promise no bad words will be spoken, even if you happen to beat us.

Happy Easter

Oma saved the day with her package that included a set of pre-stuffed Easter eggs. 

Otherwise, our Easter would have been anything but traditional. Despite my lack of preparation, the Easter Bunny did find us. Our living room was covered in grass, Pokemon figurines, Super Hero Squad team members, and candy wrappers for almost the entire day.