A Foggy Morning on Sunnyside

One benefit of always being awakened at 4am - good fog pictures.  Here's our street "Sunnyside".

Daniel the cook and Aaron's first bath

Mom's purple heart

So we were getting Daniel ready for bed tonight when...

"Daniel, Mommy is going to tuck you in tonight, OK?"

"Oh no, not Mommy!  She smells like barf because of Aaron!"

Michele:  *sigh* "It's true, I can't deny it."

We haven't laughed that hard in a long time.

The victim (left) and the accused (right) share a moment of olfactory peace.

Sensitive nose

Daniel made the following comment over dinner today:

"Dad, did you know that I can smell you before I can see you?"

Flattering.

I also noted that my wife did not come to my defense but just turned her head to laugh.

A random picture of Matthew and Daniel "building" things.  Daniel is sure to mention that Matthew is the assistant.

Brotherly defense

I started a juice diet about 6 days ago - well, a mostly juice diet.  I was inspired after watching the documentary Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead on Netflix the other week.  Basically, for 10 days all you drink is fresh vegetable juice (64oz a day).  I figure if I can drop 15 pounds, I'll come out net zero after Christmas.

Daniel tried a sip of the juice the other night and, with a disturbed look on his face, declared it "bad".  He calls it "sludge" now.  If I ever ask him to try it again, he emphatically declines.

Last night, with Daniel about 10 feet away, I decided to offer a sip to Matthew for the first time.  Daniel was going to have none of that.

Chris:  "Matthew, would you like to try a sip of Daddy's juice?"

Matthew: "Yethsh." (yes)

Hearing this from the other room, Daniel came running into the kitchen and literally threw himself between me and Matthew, and with one hand covering Matthew's mouth, looked at me and shouted:

"NO!  Dad, No!  Do NOT give that to him!"

What a good brother.  Protecting him from the evil of vegetable juice.

Enjoy some pictures of the brothers.