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So, last year Link’s little “girlfriend” moved and is going to a different school.  He talks about her sometimes but I think it is just starting to hit him that he doesn’t have a valentine this year.  The other night Jack was at scouts and Mike, Link and I were talking about girls.  I was asking him if there was anyone else he might like to have as his valentine, I told him it didn’t have to be someone in his class, it could be someone from church or in another class.  This is the conversation that followed…

Link: “There is just no one.”

Me: “Well, that is ok.  You don’t need to have a valentine every year.” (he is only 9, after all)

Link: “yeah, Jack knows all about that, he has never had a valentine.”

Me: “Don’t make fun of him for that, okay?  That’s totally fine.”

Link: “Oh, I won’t.  I’ll just point out that he’s been living a lonely life.”

At that point I couldn’t keep a straight face, he is so funny.  If he is this way about girls now I seriously can’t wait to meet 16 year old Link. 🙂

Since we had this conversation Link found a cute girl in his class that he wanted to ask to be his valentine, he made her a little card, asked to get his hair cut and actually paid attention to what he wore to school the next day.  He was so nervous but he happily came home with a note that said “yes”, he told us it was fridge worthy so that is where it now resides. 🙂


when the boys were little, a long time ago, they both said prenzels instead of pretzels.

now that they are older, they still call them prenzels, and I love it, it makes me laugh every time!  we corrected them the other day but they didn’t care, they were still going to call them prenzels, and that is ok with me.

this is Jack working on his science fair project, it’s what we did over spring break.

Last night at dinner Mike asked the boys if they were stuck on a desert island and only had 3 wishes what would they be?

Here were Link’s

1. I would wish that the island was tropical.

2. I would wish for a house.

3. I would wish for a force field around my house.

I found it so funny that Link’s first priority was that he was on a tropical island.  It will be awesome to ask them this same question in a few years and see how their answers change.  Jack’s 3 wishes were..

1. I wish that the island was civilized.

2. I wish that there are skyscrapers on the island.

3. I wish that I owned all the ice-cream shops.

Both of their islands sound pretty good to me!

Tonight I wasn’t feeling too great, but the boys wanted nachos for dinner, so I told them I would sit on the couch and tell them all how to make them step by step.  They did a great job, each of them helping out, but the main conversation at dinner was that they were not as good as mine were.  I thought they were awesome and I kept telling them that.  After dinner while I was cleaning up it came up again and here is a bit of the conversation…

me: “I thought they were great!  What was so different about the way you made them?”

Mike: “They just weren’t the same.”

Link: “I know why, we didn’t make ours with love, we just did what you told us.”


I guess I’m happy they can all feel the love I put into making nachos!

This last weekend as we pulled up to the beach Jackson rolled down his window and said…

“I can taste the beach.  And the beach tastes gross.”

Today Link was super excited because he got a letter from his new teacher.  As he stood there ripping the envelope open he said:

“I hope she sent me a check!”

hehehe, he cracks me up!

Link: “Hey Dad, try and punch my fist really hard with your neck.”

me: “hahahahahahahha, that’s a good one Link!”

all this time Link thought that the 5 second rule meant that you had to wait 5 seconds before you could pick something up off the floor to eat it.  i don’t really understand where i went wrong in teaching him that all important rule of life!!

Jack: “Mom, look how high I can kick!  (he kicks) Now I can literally kick Dad in the face!!!!”

Me: “sweet”

Grama: “Deborah, just so you know, I’ve just decided that if you and Mike ever get divorced, I’m keeping Mike.”

Me: (cracking up) “ooooh I see how it is.”