In Other News

One of my favorite games to play with Max these days is "Go-up-to-your-room-and-put-some-clothes-on".  

He would be an underwear-only-all-day-every-day kind of kid if we let him. 

Rain or shine.

Inside or outside.

But we don't.

If he ever gets married, his future wife will thank us.

Back to the game...

You never know what he's going to come downstairs wearing.

This outfit is actually pretty normal...

And weather appropriate.

                    

Usually, he'll come down in something like corduroys and a long sleeve way-to-small-for-him pajama shirt.

And I say, "Buddy, it's 85 degrees outside."

And he says, "It's ok" and runs off to play outside.

Great conversation, little man.

In other news, Max's new nickname should be "Pockets."
I just decided this.
One time, he managed to fit 5 ping pong balls {also known as soft golf balls} in his pockets.
If it's small enough to fit in a pocket, it must go in the pocket.
If his pants or shorts don't have pockets, he's not interested in wearing them.

In more other news, God is using this strong-willed/passionate three year old boy to reveal some pretty yucky pride issues in my heart.  

Maybe I'll fill you in on that one later.

Maybe I won't. 

No pinky-blog promises coming from me.

In even more other news, I'm so, so happy to be his mama.

We Went to the Fair

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I learned something new at our county fair.
Max is a horrible driver.
Here he is being "instructed" by some poor souls who were stuck monitoring the motorized kiddie jeeps.
There was a round track, but all Max wanted to do was barrel through the bales of hay.
{By the way, I can't ever say that.  I want to say hales of bay, bales of hale, etc}

  

Look at their faces...pure delight and mischief.
I'm in trouble.

Thankfully, Quinn took over driving and it was a much smoother ride.

Then there are these two.
I just love them together. Their birthdays are only a couple of weeks apart and they are pretty similar in their personalities.

 Oh, Emme and Max.

Even their names sound cute together.

Wes had a meeting that evening, so I decided to head back to the fair that night with the boys.

We got to see 5 hot air balloons take off. 

  

And dressed up little people and dressed up little horses.

And we had free ice cream and a $5 funnel cake.

Next year, Sam, I promise I will document that you went too.

Our Trip to the Pond

The boys and I spent the beginning of last week with my I-met-her-online-but-she's-not-creepy-friend, Stephanie at her husband's family lake house.

It was perfect timing since Wes was going to be away on a golf trip.

We had such a great time. 

We have the bond of Michigan, adoption, being mothers of little ones and Jesus, so hanging out was easy.

The kids hit it off almost immediately.  

There were about 5-10 minutes of shyness before the playfulness and craziness started.

Here we are all sweaty, but I had to get one picture of us together.

Sam was feeling left out that he didn't get a ring pop, so he settled for some sunscreen...

These two were a hilarious pair.  You definitely wouldn't want to leave them alone together for an extended period of time.  Who knows what would happen...

Max loved the lake. {He referred to it as the pond}

The spiderwebs...not so much.

And go-with-the-flow-Sam had this facial expression the entire time he was in the water.
I feel like he was saying, "Mom, I really know that you want me to do this, so I will just endure it because I love you."
Thanks, buddy.

So thankful for new friendships and sweet, sweet memories.

Our Fourth

Sam decided he wanted to practice his freedom by learning to crawl on the eve of our country's birth.
So we enjoyed the fourth watching him feebly move around the house and outside.
As much as I have said, "I'm in trouble" about Sammy crawling, it really is so much fun to watch your kids learn new things.
Way to go, Sammy-boy!

We went and saw our friends' new baby girl.  She's adorable...and tiny.

We had a mini photoshoot with the boys wearing matching shirts {That you can barely see}.
It's not easy to get a picture of these two together.

  

And this here picture just cracks me up.

I don't even care that it's blurry.  

I love it.

Max had his first experience taking a picture with my camera.
Don't let my smile fool you...It's a bit forced.
This was after about 5 minutes of him not getting it and me saying, "Not that button, that button" and "You have to make sure that we are in the camera" and "You have to hold the button down".
I will say that the boy has some perseverance in his blood.

Max and Sam swam in the pool.  

Max calls it a cat pool because I call it a kiddie {kitty} pool.  

Pretty cute and funny if you ask me.

We did a little grilling, walking, feeding the fish at the pond and swinging.

Once we put Sammy to bed, we broke out the sparklers.

The been-in-the-garage-for-a-long-time-and-hard-to-light-sparklers.

And we ended our day with homemade ice cream, brownies and fireworks on TV.  

Boom.  Perfect day.