Monthly Archives: March 2012

My Family, Personal

Clark Kent Glasses

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My sister and brother went to a 3D movie.

Guess who she gave the glasses.

My little superman obsessed boys.

He went through a phase not long ago when he had to have a comb over all the time.

He said he had to look like Clark Kent.

I was the mom with the comb over kid…

A loud noise that only superman can hear.

I was messing with him and asking him what was the matter.

“Why can’t you stay?”

“You can’t just leave?”

I am constantly trying to get him to reveal his secret identity.

I am mean like that.

He is cute.

So funny!

He said he needed pictures of him pushing them up because that is what superman does.

“I really don’t like pretenders.”

They asked me which one looked the most like Clark Kent.

After a deer in the headlights moment and a lot of incoherent mumbling.

I changed the subject.

Thanks Aunt Deborah and Uncle Charles for a lot of mild mannered alter ego fun!

My Family, Personal, Photo Projects

My little distractions.

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The sunrise was beautiful so I decided to go out and take some pictures for my daily photo project.

It was a nice bonus that the dew covered everything.

My boys were supposed to come out with me but so far they had not made it out.

I had heard my oldest say something about it frosted (it was just dew), then he went back inside.

I was busy getting all wet to get the shot I wanted to give it too much thought at first.

When they had still not come out after a little while my mommy brain was kicking in.

“I really hope they have not broken anything.”

Like each other…

I was still shooting but now I kept pausing and listening.

I was hoping they would come out soon so I did not have to go all the way back inside (I am lazy) and get them.

I was just about to go in (maybe) when my oldest came out.

I just stopped and stared.

It was not THAT cold.

I was still chuckling about him when his younger brother came out.

Then I could not stop laughing.

He had the new ski mask I had bought on clearance on and it still had the tags on.

He also had a church shirt on.

I am surprised my neighbors did not call the police.

I tried to keep shooting but they were proving to be a distraction.

Everytime I looked up and saw those crooked shirts, gloves, and masks, I would start laughing again.

He wanted help unbuttoning his shirt so he could have it as a cape.

Oh, and that smile gets me everytime.

Day 12

This is the shot I ended up going with.

Glad I got some despite my boys outlandish attire.

Anyone else out there find their children to be a constant source of amusement?