You're Fired

Bedtime is just a nutty part of the day and with three boys sharing the same room, it can be down right banana's.  Last night after putting the boys to bed, I was in the kitchen cleaning up and Aaron comes in crying.

 Aaron: "Mom, Andy's fired."

Mom: "He's fired?  From what?"

A: "He's fired from being my brother!"

M: "I'm sorry to hear that, let's go back to bed."

I relayed this story to Mike when he got home from junior high at church and we just laughed.  Kids are funny.

A little weekend cuteness

I was asked to take photos of my boys with their blankets from Great Grandma.  My sister-in-law is putting together a photo college and picture book for Grandma's 85th birthday this month.  It was a process of two different days and a little more learning about my camera, but I think they turned out okay.  My focus is not on the right thing, but 2 days after taking the pictures, I realized my camera was on the wrong setting for what I was doing, but I did learn more about white balance, so that is a bonus if you ask me.

Jacob, age 2

Andy, age 7

Aaron, age 5