Eleven years old today

Greyson at age 2:

Age 4:

Age 6:

Age 8:

Today:

Happy birthday to our preteen, 11 year old boy!

Big day for Reece

In the span of one hour last Thursday, Reece earned the special belt in karate (given to the child who does the best job that week) AND got his first library card. Being six is very exciting around here.

March weather in Cleveland...forget lion or lamb, think schizophrenic

Wednesday afternoon:

Friday morning:

Different day, same old crazy

Last night, I was waiting in Reece's room for him to finish brushing his teeth so I could tuck him in. I heard a huge and fairly drawn out crash from the bathroom and then didn't hear anything else, so I raced in fully expecting to see Reece splayed out on the floor seriously injured. Instead, I found him standing by the toilet trying to look innocent with a shelf and all its contents strewn around and on the toilet (including a million pieces of glass that used to be a bottle of bath bubbles). Apparently, he had been standing on the toilet messing with the blinds on the window, put his hand on the shelf for support, and discovered that the shelf only rests on its holder and isn't, in fact, attached to anything.

The first thing he said to me was (in an annoyed tone), "MOM, why didn't you tell me it wasn't attached?" Because then it would have been fine that he was somewhere he wasn't supposed to be, doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing??

It gets better.

As I was cleaning things up and he was now, finally getting his brush ready, I said to him, "Reece, do you think you've learned a lesson from all of this?"

Complete silence.

"Reece??"

(With much exasperation in his voice) "MOM, I'm still thinking."