Monday, January 30, 2012
catching up
It has been a while since my last post, life got in the way of my plan to blog every day. SO I have added quite a few tonight and I will try again to be better at blogging at least once a week for now. I have decided that I need to set smaller goals for myself so I don't get discouraged quite so easily with myself. I love reading all of your blogs and catching up with your families. Thank you for being my friends and I love you all. Here is what's been going on in My Life With Boys lately. Enjoy!!!!
And now introducing "Battle Scars" Nuttall
Attention friends and family, we have a new member to tell you about. Spencer would like all to know that he is officially changing his name to "Battle Scars" Nuttall!!
We took the boys sledding on Saturday after the big storm the day before, The Union street hill was pretty icy but it is not steep and the boys didn't care about the ice they could not wait to go sledding. Spencer has no fear and he only goes one speed "Fast" no matter what he is doing. So the three boys hop on one slide and race down the hill. We had many tumbles when they all three rode together. Tristan had just recently fell off his sled and he hit the ground so hard his hat flew off, but he got up and ran up the hill screaming with delight mom did you see that did you see that?? Tristan came out with a red road rash over his left eye and a grin from ear to ear. After that incident I moved them over to a milder slope. Once again the three of them hopped on a sled and raced down the hill. They hit a patch of ice and all three tumbled off. Spencer hit face first on the ice. He wasn't crying but he was not laughing either. His brothers helped him up the hill and he was bleeding from his lip. Of course I figured he had broken something again and we were off to get more stitches. Luckily it was just scratches and in my delight I made him laugh!!!
We were driving to Church the next day and Spencer says to me in a pathetic sad voice " Mom I don't want to be called Stinky Pete any more" I said ok well if you don't want us to call you that we will call you Spencer, He replied "No Mom I want to be called Battle Scars!!!!!" the way he said it was hilarious I laughed so hard I almost veered off the road. He had been thinking about what daddy and I had told him about those battle scars to calm him down, and then the boys were talking about telling everyone at church what happened to Spencer and Tristan's face and he decided he was proud of his new stardom as an injured sledder, I think daddy said something to him about shredding the hill and how cool his face looked, I don't remember, they went to the car to take care of his face while I stayed with the other two boys on the hill. He loves saying his new name and he adds flair to it every time he says it, his voice gets deep like a tv announcer it is a riot!!
This was taken the day after! The right side had a few cuts on it as well but they healed over night. In short it looked alot worse on Sat.
We took the boys sledding on Saturday after the big storm the day before, The Union street hill was pretty icy but it is not steep and the boys didn't care about the ice they could not wait to go sledding. Spencer has no fear and he only goes one speed "Fast" no matter what he is doing. So the three boys hop on one slide and race down the hill. We had many tumbles when they all three rode together. Tristan had just recently fell off his sled and he hit the ground so hard his hat flew off, but he got up and ran up the hill screaming with delight mom did you see that did you see that?? Tristan came out with a red road rash over his left eye and a grin from ear to ear. After that incident I moved them over to a milder slope. Once again the three of them hopped on a sled and raced down the hill. They hit a patch of ice and all three tumbled off. Spencer hit face first on the ice. He wasn't crying but he was not laughing either. His brothers helped him up the hill and he was bleeding from his lip. Of course I figured he had broken something again and we were off to get more stitches. Luckily it was just scratches and in my delight I made him laugh!!!
We were driving to Church the next day and Spencer says to me in a pathetic sad voice " Mom I don't want to be called Stinky Pete any more" I said ok well if you don't want us to call you that we will call you Spencer, He replied "No Mom I want to be called Battle Scars!!!!!" the way he said it was hilarious I laughed so hard I almost veered off the road. He had been thinking about what daddy and I had told him about those battle scars to calm him down, and then the boys were talking about telling everyone at church what happened to Spencer and Tristan's face and he decided he was proud of his new stardom as an injured sledder, I think daddy said something to him about shredding the hill and how cool his face looked, I don't remember, they went to the car to take care of his face while I stayed with the other two boys on the hill. He loves saying his new name and he adds flair to it every time he says it, his voice gets deep like a tv announcer it is a riot!!
Tristan's Camera
Tristan got a real camera for Christmas. He is always taking pictures with my ipod and he is getting really good so we decided he was ready for his first camera. He takes some great pictures of his brothers and family. Here is a shot of the artist himself showing off his new favorite hat. Then a few shots he took on his new camera.
Super Tristan
Super Tristan
He wanted a picture of his family on Christmas day
Self portrait or silliness with a camera???
Proud cub scout
In December we took them to the Maine Veterans Home and gave the residents home made Christmas Cards and said Merry Christmas and thank you for seving our country. I forgot the camera that night but the images of those boys, Tristan and Spencer got to be honorary cub scouts that night just made me cry as they shook hands and gave thanks to those wonderful retired vets. I am so proud of them for not fooling around, they took it seriously and sincerely thanked them, it was a sweet moment and I will never forget it.
After the award ceremony we partied it up with pumkin carving and chocolate treats YUMMY!Spencer's laundry experience
Once upon a time three little boys were sent to clean their room and put away laundry. The youngest of the three was not too happy about the task at hand. Instead he decided to play tag with his brothers. While playing tag he jumped off his toy box and landed nose first onto a wooden
dresser drawer. Downstairs mom heard the laughter of three naughty boys, then a huge thud,and screaming followed by the running of little feet. With the running of feet and screaming came frantic calls of mom mom Spencer is hurt bad mixed in with Spencer's screams.
To my horror Spencer was holding a bloody nose and his whole arm was dripping with blood.
I yelled for dad and we assessed the damage. Yep he split his nose right at the tip and slightly to the left.......stitches!!!
We piled into the car and headed to quick care. We were told at quick care that there was too much damage for them to repair it there and we really needed to go to the hospital.
We called a friend to take the boys home and stay with them and daddy and mommy and Spencer headed to the ER.
When we arrived they were not ready for us like the quick care people said they would be, what that meant was we had to start all over again with registration and waiting; lots and lots of waiting and very little information. The nurse gave him some gauze with lidocaine on it to numb the pain and we were sent to the kids area to wait our turn.
With out thinking I bought us all sandwiches to eat while we waited. After 2 hours of waiting we finally saw a doctor and she called in an ear nose and throat specialist. He was going to need stitches and putting him under would be the best choice because of where the cut was. Oh and by the way when did he eat last????? I humbly said 2 hours ago,
In order to have surgery and not get sick from the anaesthesia he had to have nothing in his stomach for 6 hours. SO we were in for a very long night. They got him a bed in pediatrics and we were scheduled for surgery at 1 am.
He ended up with 6 stitches, four inside his nose to sew up the cartalage he tore and 2 outside to stich the skin.
He was a trooper and only cried when they put in the I.V. at around 10 p.m. He loved being the center of attention and showing off his nose bandage in the ER.
According to his report he saw 12 ambulances 4 firetrucks,and three construction trucks while waiting in the ER. The highlight of his night though was when he got back to his room after they put his IV in; a life flight helicopter landed on the helipad right outside his window. He went to sleep a happy boy and slept through the entire surgery.
When asked if he was going to do that again, he said I will make sure the drawer is always closed.
That is our life with Spencer!!!
Halloween 2011
Welcome home Jonathan
Jonathan came home from Afghanistan and just happened to have a layover in Bangor ME, so we packed up the camera and got the kids from school and headed to the airport to see him for a while before he headed on to his mom and sister !! The boys loved seeing all the soldiers and talking with Jonathan but i think the best part for them was riding up and down an escalator about 15 times. Jonathan was super patient and got a kick out of going up and down it with them. My boys can find just about anything to entertain themselves with.
I love them so much.
I love them so much.
frogs and boys
Well frogs and boys go hand in hand. We tried to raise our own frogs over the summer after Tristan's
Kindergarten teacher gave us her tadpoles at the end of the school year. The boys were very excited and we trudged down the street to a river near our house every other day to get them fresh pond water.
We actually had one with legs that we affectionately named "big guy". One day daddy decided it would be better if the froglets lived in the garage instead of the counter, after only one day in the garage they all died. It was a sad day. We are not sure why they did, Well it turns out a week later Daddy was taking the boys to mud pond and on the way stopped by a friends house after spotting her outside in her yard, she was trying to clean her pool out and it was infested with none other than frogs tons of frogs. So we got frogs after all and they were much easier to take care of.
After a few days we decided to release them into a more natural habitat so we set off to mud pond to release the frogs.
Run away little froggy run away!
Kindergarten teacher gave us her tadpoles at the end of the school year. The boys were very excited and we trudged down the street to a river near our house every other day to get them fresh pond water.
We actually had one with legs that we affectionately named "big guy". One day daddy decided it would be better if the froglets lived in the garage instead of the counter, after only one day in the garage they all died. It was a sad day. We are not sure why they did, Well it turns out a week later Daddy was taking the boys to mud pond and on the way stopped by a friends house after spotting her outside in her yard, she was trying to clean her pool out and it was infested with none other than frogs tons of frogs. So we got frogs after all and they were much easier to take care of.
After a few days we decided to release them into a more natural habitat so we set off to mud pond to release the frogs.
Run away little froggy run away!
After all the hard work of watching dad release the frogs the boys were ready to go swimming, But mom didn't pack the swim suits...............
That didn't stop them
They stripped to their undies and jumped in.
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