Thursday, March 29, 2012

Want to see some gnarly feet?

I'm not going to write about boogers today.
Not going to, not going to, not going to....

I love having children. I realize that what I wrote last week may have been construed as "My children have ruined me," because that is almost what I wrote verbatim, but I do love them.

I taught Chancho to ride his bike without training wheels a few days ago. Here was my logic: Let's take a four-year-old who is already fascinated with speed and destruction and various combinations of the two and put wheels under him. Mother of the year right here.
I don't think I've ever seen him as happy as he is pedalling around the cul de sac. When I took the above photo I asked him to make his "toughest dirt bike face." That's what I got. Pretty gnarly, I think.

By the end of the day these were his "feet":
Also quite gnarly. There are feet under all of that street grime, right?

For the record, I love my children. I love explaining the meaning of the words to Beatles songs to Macey and having her get it. I love Olivia's lisp. I love Chancho's crazy dirt bike feet. I love watching Tess work her dad's iPad. My kids are all right.

I think I'll keep them.

P.S. Here's what I wrote this week. Are you guys on Facebook? You can "like" St. George News on there and then my stories will immediately come up on your wall, along with lots of other local news that you would've otherwise had no idea about. You should try it, it's a good time.


Meegan, the Evil Stepmother said...

Dude. Come teach Ethan how to ride a bike. The kid REFUSES to ride a bike. When we asked what he would do when he is a missionary, he said (and I quote): "Take my scooter."

I salute you. Also, I clearly need you to take Gabriel for a few weeks when he is for so the world can be spared yet another scooter-bound missionary.

Meegan, the Evil Stepmother said...

1. Four, not for. Facepalm.
2. If ever there was a shoe that needed to be called Uggs, you just purchased them.
3. Wish me luck getting those stupid verification words right. They're impossible today.