Random Update.

This guy really is still my favorite. I mean, that cute little beard is just too much.  

The other day someone I work with made a comment about how I "do it all" and I literally had to choke back a laugh. I am not sure if maybe I brushed my hair that day & I gave off the impression that I was getting something done, but I made sure to send her this picture later that evening because it captures what all I am really doing: simultaneously cooking a variety of already made meals/frozen chicken nuggets, trying to not step on Chloe who is superglued to the bottom of my feet all of the time, unpacking the day's backpacks & lunches while making the next day's lunches, ignoring the dirty dishes and, most importantly, counting* ketchup as a vegetable for my kids' dinner. 

*There is no "counting" of vegetables in my house. They get vitamins**-that counts for all of it, right?

**Possibly sour gummy vitamins. #winning

Speaking of doing all of the things, HOW IS IT STILL BASKETBALL SEASON?????

Seriously, Jan & Feb try to kill me every year with their 17 games each week, but there is always popcorn for dinner, so it somehow all evens out. 

Also, Anderson has so much passion for the Roadrunners & taking him to games is so much fun. He actually started crying when we lost one game, which was precious & alarming all at once. His favorite part of the game is when he gets to shoot baskets at halftime. 

This boy sleeps with more things than really are necessary. Also, how "boy" is he in this pic?? Construction sheets (S/O to Clare for those!), all kinds of vehicles, random animals, Monster blanket, camo jammies and, best of all, a black eye from running into someone at school that will never, ever go away. 

The top things that the boys do to annoy me involve the car: Max hides behind all things and, despite his normal presence which is similar to that of an bounding Golden Retriever puppy, he is quite Ninja-like in his ability to effortlessly hide in the car. 

Balloons with Bop at IHOP!

Swimming at Lucy's birthday party at the Y! Max is doing such an amazing job at swimming. He cannot go very far or deep, but he is very confident in being able to jump in and swim to the side of the pool. 

Look at this cutie, just hanging out at Lucy's party! I am constantly amazed at the fact that Clare has 3 kids and keeps them all alive and happy and fed and clothed.

We celebrated out favorite Uncle Curtis with delicious cake and lots of high quality pictures. 

I say it all the time, but I just hope my adult boys love me as much as the Glover boys love Toni. Right now Anderson tells me he wants to run away when he is mad at me and Max keeps count of the number of hugs he is going to take from me, but I have hope for our future. 

One night I convinced Anderson to read to Max at bedtime. 

It was super sweet & lasted about 2 minutes. 

Anderson used his Dick's gift card from Clare to buy this tank top and he is OBSESSED with it. Also, you might recognize the elevator from the Children's doctor offices downtown and that is because we went there 4 different times in a 1 month period. This does not sound like a lot, but trying to fit in driving from West Knoxville to East Knoxville for work then back to West to get A then back to East for the glasses, parking in the garage & making it to the place-all between the hours of 9am-3pm on a weekday because they have the worst hours ever is really just a nightmare. 

I know-first world problems. But, still. 

Brandon brought us TWELVE delicious pieces of heaven from Duck Donuts and we enjoyed every sprinkle/bacon piece. Yes, that is right-they have donuts with bacon!

Max has become obsessed with the 1980's "Ghostbusters" movie & it is hilarious. He normally does not like movies and has not really say through an entire one, but he LOVES this one. He tells us all about each character & is really into all of the different tools to collect the "ghostes." 

He has worn police, army or SWAT over his clothes to school every day for at least a year. Honestly, I have invested very little in clothing for him because I know it is just going to be covered up by his uniforms. 

I finally threw SWAT away and it was very bittersweet. On one hand, it smelled gross no matter how many times I washed it, the velcro was totally worn so it just hung open awkwardly and the letters were all faded on the back. On the other hand, he genuinely thought he was a SWAT guy for a really long time and it is sad to kill that dream. He is very mad that "I cannot find it" and I have a feeling that I am going to lose some hugs.

I have never seen a child eat/destroy a cupcake like Max. I mean, it is a very intense situation to have to witness. 

Thanks to Noni for bringing dinner over for the Superbowl! 

Also, things that did not make my Monday tolerable: Anderson waking up to realize that the Patriots had pulled off a huge upset over the Falcons.