This week we mostly hung around, cleaned up and waited for Daddy to get home from Memphis for work and bring our camera back! So, I'll let Colin's photos tell the visual story of their week. Liam's photojournal will have to wait, as once he discovered the delete button on his camera, he deletes them as fast as he takes them. So much for posterity!
Liam was thrilled to get a basketball hoop for his birthday and even more thrilled to have his cousin Ryan over to play a little 0ne-on-one.
One of Colin's best portraits so far. Usually he cuts people's heads off and moves before the photo actually is taken. This is Sam showing off some pearly whites!
Still life with Soup.
It is so interesting to me to see what he chooses to photograph. This is an abandoned bowl of yummerific Cream of Asparagus soup that Daddy made for the party.
Colin told me that he had to construct this Wall of Toys to keep Eamon out of the playroom while he and his cousins put together a big Pirate Puzzle. Or so the story goes...
The first game out of the box was a cool fishing game. The boys played and then Colin went finger-fishing. I think I must have taken this? Or else he's gotten great at self-portraits already!
I think this photo is more about love of the new launchable rockets the boys got and less about brotherly love, but there it is...
Colin was THRILLED to attend his "girlfriend" Abby's birthday party this week where he was the lucky recipient of many hugs and kisses from his lady friend. Not to mention a treat bag with a pirate eye patch. It must be love!
Baby in a bag.I got so fed up with Eamon knocking over my laundry piles this week, that I took to carrying him around in the laundry bag to entertain him. Colin thought that was hysterical.









Finally some signs of life! The crocuses sprouted in our otherwise completely desolate yard.
Bleck! Flower petals aren't so good, but I'm still happy to be outside!

Colin spent three days straight wearing his blankie as a cape. Even in public. We don't really worry about stuff like that, but he did garner a lot of comments while we were out over the weekend. What blows my mind is that somehow no one seemed to care that we had the three boys with us during an extremely crowded liquor sale that involved lots of wine/beer/scotch tastings and ridiculous numbers of glass bottles (they were perfectly behaved) but they did think it was bizarre that he was wearing a makeshift superhero cape. At home he added on a crown he made and became "Super King Colin" or something like that...




Mmm... I could get used to this! And since I'm having a big party next week, I can! 



Poor Eamon really doesn't even get to play with his own toys, but his brothers always appreciate them! Luckily the little guy doesn't seem to mind a bit. After this he hunkered down and started eating Grampy's magazines and was happy as pie.

