spies and the truth about clowns

this is ethen. he is one of our resident spies.

i was very fortunate to get these shots of him. he's usually on a top secret mission with his secret agent super spy brothers.

occasionally, ethen declassifies his once top secret information.

just the other day he decided to let us in on a little secret the world (yes, the wooorld) has been keeping from its precious citizens. children and adults alike have all been in the dark about this piece of information i'm about to unload on you all.

brace yourselves.

no, really. you better be sitting down for this one.

ready?

ok.

*****clowns follow satan*****

you read that right.

clowns.......follow.......satan.

who knew?

you might have had an idea about this tasty tidbit that super spy ethen has unveiled. but did you really know?

i had my suspicions about this for a long time. small children the world over have had their suspicions too.

consider yourselves among the lucky to be "in the know".

super spy ethen gives his blessing to spread the word.

holy flashback!

this just in......unidentified georgian man has been identified!

repeat. unidentified georgian man has been identified!

by my sister to be exact.

who was scouring someone's facebook page.

and saw this mystery man in the picture:




i'm glad this facebook mystery has been solved.

case closed...............

(dbaggs is the one in the argentina shirt. after 14 years, it can become hard to identify people. especially them mystery men from georgia. so now you know. in case you didn't.)

thirty

on sunday, and all the days leading up to this past monday, i felt young. my age still said that i was young. i think i might have even still looked young. but on monday, it happend. the day came that finally changed my age to old. there is no shame in being thirty years old, but thirty and i don't quite seem to get along yet. thirty and my husband don't seem to get along either, and thirty came to visit him 5 years ago. he said that he always felt young because i was young. now does he feel old because i am old? i'll have to ask him when he gets home from work.

since thirty is here and apparently here to stay, i'm gonna have to do some getting used to moving up into this new decade of life. lots of cake and new shoes will do the trick this week. but what about next week and the weeks following, when thirty is not so new but still makes you feel just as old?

i know, maybe a blog.

maybe some more new shoes? ( i love shoes, just so you know)

i think i'll try both: as long as my husband is game on the new shoes thingy.........

(i just noticed in the photo that i've got a slight widows peak hairline. or is it a receding hairline?! lets go for the first choice. only men get receding hairlines, right? right??!!)

why you in da laba?!

i'd like to introduce batman. batman represents everything that i would never do as a parent. he is a cartoon character, you see, and i swore i'd never let my boys play with anything that has to do with cartoon characters. but here he is. in our home. and.......he's here to stay.




batman and gaven are great friends. why, just this past summer they spent every waking moment together.




one fine day in august, batman accompanied gaven to the store. on our way there, batman was having quite a time with a lava patch that seemed to pop up out of no where. "oh.......oh, batman........why you in da laba! get outta da laba!" gaven said. we both knew that this was no ordinary day for batman.




batman has never been allowed inside stores. every mother knows that small super heroes in stores are childrens wildest dreams fulfilled, and a mothers worst nightmare. super heroes become villains in stores when they are in the hands of their pint sized owners. batman is no exception. on this day however, batman was allowed in and he was never seen again. could an unforeseen Von Maur lava, excuse me, "laba" patch have gotten him? i guess we'll never know. but what we do know is that batman hadn't been seen since that fateful day in august. gaven missed his dear batman and cried frequently for him. gaven was never the same without his best friend. there was no one to rescue from the laba patch anymore. there was no one to fly around the room making gaven the happiest boy in the world.




we tried many replacements for batman in the following months. they were batman in shape and figure, but they were not the batman. not the same tiny batman glued to a 2 inch long ship that came from a happy meal, of all places (thats another reason batman represents the things i'd never do as a mother--but more on that at another time). we had given up on gaven's dear batman, until one day, our faith was restored. we got word that batman had been spotted in a basement box at a family member's house. gaven's cousin remembered that he too had the same happy meal toy, and still had that toy. and.... he was willing to give it to gaven!



so long story short...batman and gaven are friends. batman has been known to disappear for long periods of time, making a certain four year old boy very sad. batman gets caught up in da laba......a lot. batman still might be in that same unforeseen laba patch at Von Maur to this very day. batman and gaven were reunited on Christmas eve and the days of batman and gaven have been bright and sunny ever since. thank you to the cousin that i am not sure if i can name on this blog because i am not sure if his mother wants me to. see, i'm still new at this and have no idea what i am doing. but i'm getting there.

the beginning (and maybe the end?)

i have no idea what i am doing, so bear with me. a blog seems fun. everyone tells me to create one. so here it goes. check back soon and there may be some progress. and there might not be some progress. i'll figure this out sooner or later. either way, come back.