Fishing at Indigo Lake....

Once upon a time...

there was a girl named Chloe

and a boy named Titus.

They went fishing with their Mamma and Daddy one spring day.

To a magical place called Indigo Lake.

Indigo Lake was a beautiful land.

Full of frogs.

No fish though.

Unfortunate for the Daddy.

So, upon realizing what a bore fishing without fish really was,

Titus and Chloe decided to go for a walk.

And unfortunate for Ty and Chloe, 

their Mamma likes to take pics of them.

A lot of pics.

Some would say

too many pics.

And so Chloe decided she liked "not" fishing with Daddy over

picture taking with Mamma.

And so she left.

To go back to the fishing whole that has no fish.

Quite magical, I tell ya.

And, as Ty is his Mamma's baby, he wasn't able to make a decision for himself.

And, thereby, got stuck on a fence post.

While the other kids fished without getting any fish.

And Chloe....

she held a fishing pole.

While contemplating the thoughts of life.

"Why do people fish?"

"What is my purpose here on earth?"

"Why is my hair red?"

"Why am I the only girl in this family?"

                                                                                               

The broken finger and the progression in a little boys mind.......

Here she is:

Broke in two places.

All because I decided to help my hubby get the log splitter off the back of his truck.

Ouch.

Its getting better though

Just thought I'd share why I wasn't online much.

It hurts to type.

Next line of business:

Fishing and Flowers.

We went fishing for the first time of the season a couple of weeks ago.

I got a lot of great pics.

I will just start with a sequence of Isaac's thoughts on the flowers.

How do I know what he is thinking?  You ask.

Well, he's Isaac.

Not very deep.

Just Isaac.

I'm his Mom.

I know.

My name is Isaac.

It's a nice name.

Laughter.

That's me.

 I am at a lake with my family.

I like water.

Not fishing though.

Boring.

What have we here?

A flower....

What shall I do with this flower?

Lick it!

Sniff it.

Weird.

I KNOW!

Maybe Mom is hungry.

Cleaning the kitchen one Saturday Morning....

One sad, cold saturday morning....

While all the other kids in the world were

watching their Saturday morning cartoons.

My poor, deprived, tv-less children

were subject to this form of child abuse:

They look absolutely miserable, don't they?

I mean, just look at poor Chloe.

Practically dying.

Tears streaming.

And is Ty striking a pose here?

He feels pretty good about his pantless self

and sneakers.  

The boy always has his sneakers on.

I love Ben's face in this one.

He likes responsibility.

He likes to feel needed.

And I do...

Need him.

I'm sure Isaac is helping as well.

With the cleaning of that bowl.

And Ty was helping by keeping track of the bouncy ball.

And the cleaning out of the angel food cake pan.

Now, lest you think I am a horrible Mom,

I didn't make my kids do this.

They were surprising me!

Ain't they sweet! 

Someone needed to clean that kitchen after the French Toast fiasco of '10.

Though, truth be told, my kids do have chores.

And should an attitude ever arise.

Not that it ever does, my kids are perfect, ya know?

I remind them that we are a family.

And as such, we will help eachother.  

Brothers helping brothers, 

sister helping brother, 

boys helping Mommy,

girl helping Daddy.

We all help eachother. 

That is what families do.

And speaking of chores:

I came upon a lovely downloadable chore list.

I have bought a chore list tablet at Office Max before, but we run through those pretty fast.

This one, you just download and print.

You'll find it

HERE

I even did one for the little boys

that just included

brushing their teeth,

dressing,

picking up toys and 

helping Ben or Chloe.

I trained Ben and Chloe.

Haven't I given enough??????

:)

                                                                                       

Wordless Wednesday....