Fine Arts Festival

Logan's art teacher submitted his masterpiece to Wooster's Fine Arts Festival held at Wooster High School.

The arrow is pointing out Logan's display in the midst of all the creativity at the Festival. (Of course I managed to block out the actual artwork.)

Missing Tooth

Matthew's been anxiously awaiting the loss of a tooth. His friends have all lost at least one, but no such luck for Matthew. Finally a couple weeks ago he noticed a loose one. Nearly every day he would ponder the length of time it takes a loose tooth to fall out. This evening he found out!

While brushing his teeth before bed he began having a fit in the bathroom. Dad got up to see what in the world was going on. THERE WAS BLOOD! Dad went to the kitchen sink to mix up a saltwater concoction to help stop the bleeding. Matthew stood at the bathroom mirror sounding as though he may hyperventilate, so I got up to comfort him. The tooth was hanging by a thread. Though a terrified Matthew asked me not to pull it out, a mere wiggle popped it loose.

More fussing followed until Matthew realized he'd bled on my hands. That's where it all turned to fun.

I suppose a visit from the Tooth Fairy is in order!

Orin be nimble, Orin be quick...

Orin's Getting Wet

R.I.P. Matthew Pesho

At The Pier

Twas the last day at the beach. We turned in our key to the house and made a b-line for a pier. That was something we'd planned to do but kept putting it off. It was our last chance. We found a pier, made our way out onto it and what do you think caught their eyes? A CAT. All three of them were far more interested in the cat than anything else.

After we pried them away from that seeming half dead animal they were fascinated by what the fisherman had caught. We thought someone pulled in a small stingray but it was explained that's not exactly what it was. It sure looked like it to me though. We saw a group of not-too-distant dolphins and lots of guts and nasties.


What are they looking at so intently? Dolphins? Whales? Sharks? Stingrays?


Nope. Guess again.

Still fluttering filleted fish. The poor things.

I found this awful.

They found this captivating and wonderful.

Boys...

Digging A Hole

Fun With Crabs At The Beach

One evening we ventured out to the beach with flashlights to watch crabs scurry across the sand. We watched several run around before I decided I was going to impress the children by picking one up. I remember my dad doing this when I was a kid, but I couldn't figure out how to grab them without being pinched. Mark was certain that if I pinched it by the top and bottom of it's rear there was no way it could get it's claws back there to get me.


I should know better by now than to believe him. I grabbed the next crab that scurried by and that sucker pinched my pointer finger so hard I yelled and instinctively flung it as hard as I could to get it off. Poor little Matthew happened to be standing near me watching the scene unfold. As I yelled that crab came flying towards Matthew and whacked him rather hard. Matthew was traumatized. (I'm sure the crab was as well.)


The next day Matthew asked me why I would ever be so mean to him. Why in the world would I hurl crabs at him in the dark?!


The rest of the week Matthew gradually allowed himself to get closer and closer to the crabs on the beach without freaking out, but he never did try to touch one.

Logan and Orin on the other hand were intrigued by the critters. They chased them down, captured them, tormented them, dug extensive tunnel systems in the sand for them, etc. No fear of crabs shown by them - but then again their mom didn't hurl crabs at them in the dark when they were 6.

Just For Fun

The boys had a ball helping with these!

Everybody OUT! BUGS!

Mark flying the Hoser kite.





Silly boys and their friends.


I feel pretty!

See... Snakes aren't so bad.




Run away little alligator! Run away!





What the?! Where did THAT come from?!

Turns out Macchi just LOVES to surf!

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

At The Beach

Orin checking out bikini clad beauties.

Matthew's not sure he likes what he sees.

Super-stud Logan takes on a wave.

Jockey's Ridge National Park

Logan, Orin and Matthew headed to the top of a dune.

They made it to the top!

Beach Pics

Orin and Logan show no fear.

Logan daring the sharks to come get him.

Orin showing off his super-cool moves.

Matthew showing the waves his backside.



Three headed underground beast.

Obama's Guarding Their Cars

This is our neighbor's garage door. Yes - I said garage door. Lovely, eh? It may be a great display of creativity and artistic talent, but c'mon. UGH! Thank goodness they're not directly across the street!

You can see more of my neighbor's artwork on their website turtlemoon.com .

Curiosity

Prior to our vacation this year I was asked some great questions...

Is there a kiddie pool in the ocean?

Are sharks afraid of children?

Will we be able to pet the dolphins when they swim over to us?

Matthew was certain a group of dolphins would swim past us while wading in the ocean. His plan was to grab a fin and ride one out into the sea. Weeeeeeeee!

The dolphins will protect us from the sharks, right?

Where will the rip tide take us if we're sucked in? (the thought was that rip tide = whirlpool)

Can we pee on people if they're stung by jellyfish? Can we pee on each other if we're stung? Can we pee on YOU if you're stung?

Matthew's Streak

Last night over supper all three boys got the giggles trying to tell us a story about Matthew and his underwear.

It was nearing time for me to arrive to pick up the boys. They got out of the pool to dry off and get dressed. After disrobing in the shower area Matthew discovered his underwear was missing. Thinking it may be at the bottom of the pool bag he returned to the poolside with only a towel wrapped around him to search. Finding the undies he shouted with glee "Yay! I found my underwear!". He then sprinted back towards the showers twirling the undies over his head yelling "My undies! My undies!" At some point during the fuss his towel had fallen below his tush. Did Matthew notice or even care? Of course not.

As Orin and Logan tell the story it was quite amusing to many people there.

Cans or Bottles?

Matthew: I can’t wait to drink beer in a can with my dad so I can shoot at the empty cans.

Logan: Matthew! You can’t drink from beer cans until you’re 21. You’re going to have to wait a LONG time.

Matthew: Oh. Well, that’s ok. I don’t mind drinking beer from bottles.