Rebelling against Bob Barker

We're great grand-parents. Ruby is the proud mother of four wee babies. And they are cute. So cute. There really aren't words to describe brand-new baby kittens. Cute isn't enough - but what else to say? The pics aren't the best because I really just want to leave her alone with them and I was trying to hurry. There are three whitish ones and one gray one with a white chin. I wonder which one we'll keep? Side note: this is a big day for an even better reason than new kittens. Check back later today...

Cute, proud mama, telling me to get the h*** away from her spawn. Just kidding. She seems to like me there.

One of the white ones. I'm hoping it will end up with Siamese markings.

Very blurry shot of the gray one and another white one. So stinking cute!
I really want to squeeze their little pink noses.

Corgan

On Friday night, we had the Saunders and the Bowers over for a little Wii tournament and pizza. When you combine Ewan, Fynn, Ben, Brady and Natalie together, the chaos that ensues is far worse than any accounts you'll hear of the L.A. riots. It's loud, and I mean LOUD. We laid Corgan down for the night, and we were all amazed at how well he stayed asleep through all of it. Our house is quite small, so the chaos was basically right outside the bedroom door. But he slept right through it. I may know why - I stepped in to check on him at one point and found him covering his ear.

meow!

Fun story.

I thought this was a girl thing...

Needless to say, Ewan is now sporting an incredibly short buzz cut. We couldn't do it as short as he cut it, or he would have been bald. How he cut that close to the scalp without cutting himself, I'll never know.

And just because they are so cute, pictures of the other boys for fun.
If he's not wearing his Superman cape, he's wearing his backpack, usually with a baseball hat.

Growing up.

CHOPPED!

I REALLY needed a change.

Inventions

As mentioned in this previous post, Ewan has always been into "inventions" and he also does little experiments around the house all day. He has become even more interested in these things since he started watching "Sid the Science Kid." Not one day goes by without some sort of new invention from Ewan, which is usually some toys held together in various incarnations with some Scotch tape. And they involve a very long explanation as to what they do. Today, I found him trying to execute the following, something he thought up on his own.

This one actually has a real-life function. That's a toy golf club Scotch-taped to the fan chain. Now he can reach it. He was quite proud. He needed a little bit of my help, but he deserves all the credit.

And this is his other invention. It's a "super-fighter stick." No doubt used to fight off Decepticons or monsters. This is made up of a baby toy - a ball that splits in half to house other, smaller balls, and the rods are from a ring-toss set Shannon gave Fynn for his birthday. I wonder if Ewan will be a scientist.

Sillyhearts

Have you ever seen the movie Uncle Buck? John Candy is in charge of his nieces and nephew while his brother and wife are away visiting sick family. He is called into the principal's office of his niece, who is five years old. The principal proceeds to tell him everything that is wrong with his niece. Here is the gist of the scene:

Principal: "I've been an educator for years... and in that time, I've seen a lot of bad eggs... I see a bad egg when I look at your niece. She is a twiddler, a dreamer... a silly heart and she is a jabberbox. And, frankly, I don't think she takes a thing in her life or her career as a student seriously."

Uncle Buck: "She's only six."

Principal: "That is not a valid excuse! I hear that every day and I dismiss it."

Uncle Buck: "I don't want to know a six-year-old who isn't a dreamer or a silly heart. I sure don't want to know one who takes their student career seriously..."

(The scene then gets quite funny - if you haven't seen this movie, I have one word for you: Netflix.)

That scene is the first thing that popped in my head when I saw just the headline for this article. What kindergartner isn't distracted or impulsive? I had a good chuckle, then became slightly disturbed that this was a study in the first place. It's still quite funny, and conjures up some priceless mental images of a bunch of short kids placing bets behind the portables. Now why don't they study something that matters?