Boots, Boots, Boots!

Jackson and Tucker recently discovered the wonders of the movie Toy Story. Not only are they obsessed with Woody and Buzz, they think they are Woody and Buzz. I’m sure the neighbors below us cringe every time they hear “To infinity and beyond!” as they wait for the ensuing thud as a little boy jumps off the couch, bed, or counter top. After landing, one of them will yell, “That wasn’t flying, that was falling with style” as the other one yells, “Come on, you want a piece of beat?”

That’s right.

They say “piece of beat” instead of “piece of me”.

Right before tumbling to the floor in a tangle of punching, clawing, and flailing limbs as I try in vain to separate them or keep them from climbing on the furniture.

Jackson has recently outgrown his tennis shoes. When Papa and NeNe were here last week, NeNe offered to buy him a new pair so that he wouldn’t have to wear his camouflage crocs or church shoes everywhere.

Long story short, he found these:
Buzz and Woody light up when he walks and one of the boots even has the name “Andy” inscribed on the bottom.
I often catch him imitating the part in Toy Story 2 where Woody wipes the new paint off the bottom of his boot.
It’s pretty cute.
Tucker went nuts in the store when he saw the boots and had to try them on too. When Jackson walked out with a pair and Tucker didn’t I could tell that he was disappointed, but he didn’t say anything. He never tried to steal the boots although he did ask to borrow them several times and he stared at them constantly.
Papa noticed too, so the night before they left for home he and NeNe had Auntie Erin pick up a pair in Tucker’s size while she was out shopping.
The moment that he spotted those boots was priceless.
Yes, they also say “Andy” on the bottom.

Fishing Day

We went fishing on Seth’s day off last week. The first half of our fishing trip consisted of the boys sleeping, Seth fishing, and me sitting in the car with the boys. You know, every girl’s idea of a good time. Right before the boys woke up, Seth caught this trout.

Then he went back down the hill and fished for a loooooooong time without catching anything.
Tucker woke up and we spent some time taking pictures by the road
Until he decided that he would rather be fishing with Daddy.
Pike was down there too, but it didn’t look like he was having as much fun.
If you look closely you can see just how badly he is wishing to be snuggled up in a warm bed instead of standing on some cold rocks. Well Pike, you can’t expect life to be all peaches and cream when you start relieving yourself on the carpet every time you’re left alone! Honestly, I hope this is just a phase – he’s only 6, so it can’t be blamed on old age yet.
When Jackson finally woke up, he was really excited to find out that it was his turn to fish with Daddy.
He tried, he really did.
But I think my screams of “Be careful!”, Don’t stand so close to the edge!”, and “Seth! Get your hands out of your pockets so you can catch him if he falls in the water!” kind of ruined his concentration.
But honestly, I was worried that he would fall in the water.
Who would “fish” him out? Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. Seth finally did catch another trout that was immediately claimed by Jackson who proceeded to tell us that he had caught it.
I don’t think Seth minded. After all, it wasn’t exactly anything to brag about!
At our last stop Seth tried to get a picture of the boys and I, but we must have been feeling shy.
Pike didn’t even bother to turn around. Oh well, maybe next time!