The last days of August...

It doesn't look really very scraped up in the picture, but when Dillon slid his face down the driveway there were many tears and much blood (his first ever nosebleed). Then a few days after the nose-skid he came down with a thick, green, nasty snot cold, and pink-eye. He was a sight for a few days with his scabby nose, stuck together eyes, and green shoe-stringed-snot nose. He's doing much better now.

My police officer cousin, Colin, stopped by the other night so I snuck the kids out and put them on his police motorcycle while he was inside. Hmmm, hope that was ok.

And then when he was leaving Atticus was so sure the motorcycle would be 'so loudy' that he hid behind Grandpa legs in hopes they'd block the sound (pretty sure those skinny legs aren't going to block much, he should've stood behind Mommy's...).

Odus is not a fan of Dillon. I'm not sure if it's because of the piercing scream Dill lets out at the very sight of him, the fur pulling, the tail pulling, the ear pulling, the leg pulling...Anyways, Dillon was sleeping on my bed and Odus jumped up on the bed and froze when he saw Dill had beat him to it, stuck his head out closer to Dillon to be sure that the crazy little person was actually asleep, and decided it was safe to catch a nap there. If only Dill knew just how close he was to the very one that makes it his duty to NEVER be in the same room (on the same floor of the house) as him.

I missed my MS training ride last week, but I got there yesterday and did my alotted 40km. Mom was home with the boys, and although they were good for her Atticus decided at some point he needed to 'wait for Mommy here'. He declined the pillow she offered him so she left it next to him in case he changed his mind. I guess he laid there long enough that he went with the pillow in the end. 

Vin, I was going to post the pictures from the lake today but the kids are sleeping and I want to get mine while I can. Nigh, night all.