So You Want to Know About the Shirts?

We've had a lot of comments on the shirts we made for the Atticus Disneyland Birthday Bash. We made them online at Disney. Just go into the shopping area and there will be a link for creating your own stuff; shirts, mugs, stamps, whatever. There are hundreds of images available.
Tricia, Atticus and I picked a character for everyone and placed them on the front of the shirt. On the back they all said "Atticus" across the top like a sports jersey with the number "3" centered below.
They garnered much attention, and as one parent told us, "you just earned a bunch of parent points." I hope so, they weren't cheap!

Us, Summed Up Quickly

Just Checking In

The boys are fine, just doing the summer thing. We'll keep you posted.

Atticus Turns Three

Wow! Our little big boy is becoming a big big boy. Three just seems so old. Atticus told me this morning that he was old now. Enjoy it silly boy!

We took a little trip to Disneyland this past weekend with Nana & TT to celebrate the occasion. It was also Zane's first trip to the park. We had a blast.

Today we're off to see
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Birthday Trip Math

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Starting the Disney Thing

FLOATING ON A SEA OF MICKEYS

Three Months & Almost Three Years

Boys of Summer

Upcoming Hannon Addition Announced

There's a new hero in town. Well, in a belly in a town. Regardless, "Flash" will be here in about 7 months, and is a lucky kid already. Congratulations Jeanine, Dirk & Champ!

Atticus: The Mother's Day Interview

It is Mother's Day. I thought who better to discuss the attributes of our in-house mommy than her son (the one that can talk).

Q: Atticus, what is a "mommy"?
Atticus: Mommy is a good mommy. She gives me ice cream.

Q: Why is your mommy special?
Atticus: Because I love her.

Q: Is she a good mommy?
Atticus: Yes! She makes chicken and corn and rice and tomatoes. She is pretty.

Well, there you have it. Happy Mother's Day Mommy!

Always the Nursemaid. . .

A few days ago Atticus was being swung by his arms and suddenly cried out in pain. He said his arm hurt so we did what any nurturing parent would do and bought him ice cream. After an afternoon nap he still winced in pain anytime the arm was touched and his body language led me to believe that his shoulder may have become dislocated.
A relatively quick trip to the emergency room introduced me to a very common and easily corrected injury called Nursemaid Elbow. We spent two hours in the waiting room and two minutes with the doctor. She quickly performed a 'reduction' and amazingly Atticus was all better. He then spent an extra five minutes hamming it up and flirting with the nurses that had gathered around his cuteness (that's my boy!).

Yesterday, shortly after he pulled his toy phone out of his pocket and called everyone he knew while waiting for Tricia to shop in Santa Monica, it happened again. He was trying to climb on me and when I saw a hand flying fast towards an area sensitive to aggression I grabbed his wrist and swooped him up. Tears and stares followed. Immediately I sat him down and assessed that he was indeed suffering the same injury (they warned he might- they grow out of it) and I performed the reduction that I had watched the doctor do. Ta-da! He was fine and my conscience clean. Passer-bys went back to being their weird and indifferent selves (3rd Street Promenade= freakshow).

Springtime In Honeaville

Not a lot going on over here. Tricia is winding down her maternity leave and Whit is working at a deadend job that he can't stand. The boys are excellent!

All Smiles in Honeaville

Glory Days

Atticus has been enjoying his second childhood, despite the fact he is still growing into his first. All of the baby stuff around the house has proven hard to resist. Can't say that I blame him.

Weekend with the Swazeys

Super Atticus

The Boys are Back

It would appear that the boys have shaken off the bugs of being ill.
But not the bugs of our ladybug garden.