Once I found out I was having a boy I started noticing the behavior of older boys, using them as a basis to decide what my boys would and would not do.

They wouldn't run into other people and not say excuse me, they wouldn't run around in public places unattended, and they wouldn't be into all the superhero stuff.

Ah the bliss of pre-parental naivete.

I still make efforts in the other two areas, but the superhero thing is a lost cause. Before I thought kids being into superheros meant they were watching the shows, always wanting to kill things, an every one of their shirts had some sort of good guy or villain on it.

I'm slowly learning. Josh doesn't watch the cartoons. And thankfully we no longer have TV so I don't have to fight the fight of why not. He has watched a VERY mom and dad edited version of Iron Man 1. And it made us the coolest parents ever. He has a FEW shirts that have super guys on it, but his bedding, towels, church clothes and the majority of his every day clothes are superhero free. I cave on PJ's.

Jack has followed his big brother, and even though he's just under two is already loving every thing super hero related. He knows how to say Iron Man and Spider Man and well as "tower of power". He also can distinguish between Iron Man and Spider man.

And I'm okay with all of it. I some what understand (as well as a girl can) that it fulfills the battles between good and evil in them. I love that it's an in for me in giving them insight into the gospel (God and Jesus were the superest super guys EVER and they beat ALL the bad guys). I also love that they want to be good, and protect and be strong and brave. Every thing I want my boys to be.

I was drinking out of one of the many superhero cups we had the other day. This one happened to be Spider Man, and Josh told me..."mom Spider Man's your favorite, right? Because he's red...". While red is my favorite color I found myself thinking about the fact that I never imagined myself enjoying superheros in the least. But they're my favorite because they're my boys favorite.

For some reason Josh has started calling his veins "wires". He'll tell us he can see all his wires in his body. No amount of convincing can make him believe they are veins. They are wires. And the other day he told me he really wanted to be Iron Man. Not just pretend be Iron Man, but for real be Iron Man.

I hope one day he gets to be a real life super guy.

Where Has the Time Gone?

A month and a half since I've posted? That is ridiculous! As has been our lives!

In the past month we've been out of town for a week and a half, been to a funeral, a wedding, had Josh's last baseball game, had Josh's 5th birthday party, been to two birthday parties, baked for three weddings, helped friends walk through major tragedy, had Josh's last day of school, and lots more!

It seems ridiculous to try to catch up all at once so future posts may becoming on some of those. For now, I'll give you an update on where we are:

Home, and resting! We've finally settled into a summer routine (after a bumpy first week!). It's been very relaxed with lots of fun random happenings.

This morning was National Donut Day so for breakfast the boys and I headed over to Krispy Kreme for our free (and a few more) donuts. It's been so nice to have the ability to just do random things with the boys! I feel like I have a lot more "cool mom" points for it as well! (sorry these aren't great they are from my phone)

Right now my favorite thing Josh is doing is praying, his prayers are awesome, they usually go some thing like this "Dear God please keep all my friends, and family, and all my people safe, please help me get another game ball, please help all the bad guys turn into good guys and help the good guys beat the bad guys, thank you for my Iron Man, and Spiderman and my legos and my house and mommy and daddy and brother, sorry for the bad things I did, thank you for dying on the cross, please come live in my heart, amen."

It's pretty much awesome!

Jacker (our nickname for him) it jabbering up a storm and putting small sentences together. His usually consist of "No, it's mine", "all done eating", and" "Josh hurt me". Josh also always needed encouragement praying but Jack is a champ about it. He wants to pray all the time and never let us forget to. He'll even ask at random moments throughout the day "pway?". I love it.

So that's a quick glimpse. Hopefully I'll get more details up for y'all next week!