Boys Will Be Boys (and girls will too?)

First a little announcement ... still no camera battery charger.  I know I teased you all with new picture posts but I am working off my 'to blog about' list from before and of course old pictures. If I said I had a goal to find it, I would be lying.  Going through the holiday decoration and ridiculously labeled attic boxes, is last on my list of things to do.  It's getting higher as I get more annoyed by not being able to take any pictures but it's still not winning out against summer fun. Sam and I had a serious conversation last night about talking about sitting down and setting a time to buckle down and do it.  That's progress right?  Anyway, it will happen before too long as all of our school supplies are in the mix and it would be kind of hard to do a school year without them :)  

 

And now back to our regularly scheduled program ... A couple of weeks ago as we are frolicking about the property, smelling the lilac bushes, noticing all the different flowers, scouring and climbing the 22 fruit trees to discover what is what and see the tiny fruit starting to grow, finding woodchuck tunnels, animal homes, assessing the raised garden plots and determining if we need a tiller to get rid of the tremendous weed overgrowth or if big strong Daddy can do it with the help of some smaller muscles, and getting swooped by barn swallows, 

 

Jake proclaims, "Dad!, We don't have to go to the store and waste money to buy Kleenex that much anymore.  Me and Zack just use the lilac bush leaves to blow our noses!"  The way he said it you would have thought he just invented flubber or something (if you don't know what flubber is you are missing out and I am apparently very old).  It was hilarious, and indeed, followed up by a demonstration.  Unfortunately, we were going a round of the snotty nose cold and the amount of snot they were blowing out was absolutely more than a little old lilac leaf could hold.  One is left to wonder where it all ended up as this had been being practiced for a few days before the great proclamation.  Gross, gross, gross!

 

The best part?  A while later in our adventure, we can't find Addie.  I am enlisted as search party captain and go off in search.  As I am coming around the garage to the wooly mammoth size lilac bush, who do I see but little Addie.  I am quiet so I can sneak up on her and say "Boo!" And then, she stretches up tall, filling her lungs beyond capacity I am sure, and bends down almost touching her head to the ground with the biggest blow I have ever seen from a 2 year old and what do you know, the biggest snot rocket known to man all over her face and hands with a tiny bit poised upon the lilac leaf.  Apparently she had been listening to her brother. Yum, yum.

 

Ellie on the other hand, is much too much of a princess for any of that nonsense.  She finds that her finger is the perfect tool.  Yuck!  I would calm your grossed outedness by telling you that I will make sure they have pocket kleenex from now on, yeah right, like they would use boring old pocket kleenex when fresh fragrant leaves are available.  

 

Watch out for stray lilac leaves when you come visit :)