The Lost Stories

a lot going on...

double ear infections {mitchell}

a visit with grandparents {on my side}

move ins {michelle's family}

speech therapy {colette}

hosting a German engineering professor {richard}

a wedding {my step-bro, Kaleb}

that's life {and not just mine, I know}

But as much as I would love to post about these things as soon as I can, 

tonight I will just have to leave you with a couple funny stories that I have forgotten about. 

They are funny enough to us that the blog simply cannot go on until they are told. 

While we were in Las Vegas during Uncle Doug's visit from Hungary, 

Parker was playing on Daddy's "Broken Puter" 

{which means Richard's old cracked tablet that has since been replaced}

Richard loves to wear cargo pants because he can easily carry around things he needs, 

like his new un-cracked tablet in an oversized side pocket.

Parker, who was suffering from pocket-envy was contriving anyway that he could

transport his "broken puter" with as much ease as Dad.

The answer was obvious.

So he shoved it down his pants.

Now the 9-inch tablet may not be much of an inconvenience if it were down your pants

or mine, 

but when you wear a size 4T, 

a 9-inch tablet encompasses most of the room you have in your jeans.

Needless to say, Parker looked hilarious with this tablet bulging in his trousers.

But he persisted to keep it there while he attempted to walk around, and go up steps,

in a manner reminiscent of penguins.

He even maneuvered a sit down at one point, but quickly got up due to discomfort.

-The best part is coming up-

After several minutes of us snickering under our breath as we watched him moseying around 

in this hysterical way, 

we heard the faint, muffling theme song to Tetris.

Parker took a moments pause to look around the room, 

and then following the noise to his pants asked, 

"Is that my puter?!"

To which Grandma wittingly replied, 

"Well, what turned it on!"

He has since settled on just carrying it around.

One night before bed, Colette had the hiccups.

She laughed and said, 

"Guys look at my chin! Something in there is going, BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE!"

Colette and Mitchell were playing,
which meant Mitchell was pushing as hard as he could on Colette's belly, 

she laughed and said, "Mom! Mitchell's trying to KILL ME!"

I know there was more, but I've already forgotten again.

I have endeavored to write everyday in a journal at least one adorable thing my kids have done that day.

Hopefully then I will stop all this forgetting.