You're right. I shall!
My last night's excuse was that You Brent dearest- was driving me bonkers with unbound energy and jumping around like crazy while your little brother knowingly screamed his little head off for NO apparent reason.
That means he was fed, changed, burped, and was Even held - albeit with one arm, but still held!
Rollback: We visited church, Brent had his good times at the Sunday school - because they rock, and Logan almost didn't sleep through the sermon, but he likes the pastor's quiet yet engaging voice and so - conked out in short order.
The preacher spoke out of passages Philippians 2:19-30, and spoke in as much detail about Epaphroditus as he could, likening the military to him and his. Also calling out to parishioners to write a note of thanks to the men of service.
I'm yet to do this - but you boys are definitely contributing. I'll let you put a sticker on things, etc. Going to have to write it soonish like - otherwise i'll be running out of time :)
After church we headed over to your dad's aunt Shelly (aunt Michelle) who is awesome and hospitable and excellent person to be around. She threw a wicked bbq, and Brent of course had gazillion loads of fun playing with all his cousins, while Logan gave all the right smiles to all people around him, while they passed him around like a rag toy :)
Your cousins Stephie, Mike and of course indomitable aunt Roe enjoyed holding him, while everyone else got to hold a foot or a hand.
There was a bit of funny when they put little Logan in front of another little girl his age, and they grabbed each others face and screamed loudly to the fun of everyone in the room. Since these are the things that young ones do at this age and denoted healthy awesome babies.
The food was pristine. Of course I ran out of time to go ahead and cook something spectacular. I know Olivie would have been bomb for that bbq. Oh well - next time.
After bubbles and wrestling - we all had to leave. Brent fell asleep in the car and uncle Joey was a very doting and caring uncle - tending to Brent's rolling head on turns and such. Logan did too for that matter - but awoke quickly once we stopped.
It seems like the little one wants to stay awake as long periods as possible so as to learn everything possible.
So he got to paint a picture for us - which is still at grandpa's, and after we went to walk the dogs by our usual creek.
It seems like the neighbors are getting ready for a nice long week - your daddy and I observed some interesting machinations involving most likely drugs, or possibly something else. We weren't protected - so we generally stayed away, easily hundreds of feet. But the feel of whole purpose seemed evil on their part.
Ah, God guide them to the truth. Some day.
Following that we came home to Brent simply sucking down roughly 3 popsicles before I ever got food in his mouth, and then a handful of pot stickers. Our old time favorite. They DID happen to be spicy - but that's nothing that a little milk didn't fix for you :)
After reading some books and watching our beloved Shrek for umpteenth time - everyone sort of settled down. Me and Logan to feed and sleep, as we were exhausted and grumpy, and daddy and Brent to watch "Wipeout" on youtube - it's like MXC - but american style. Just as funny, although I do miss the samurai. They were awesome.
Any pictures I have I'll follow with later. :)
Edit: here are the pics:
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