This also ended up being a family photo. My mom is on the right, then me, then Coconut and the cool guy all the way on the left with the sunglasses is Bubba.
This boy cracks me up with his cross-eyed photos. Since I always laugh because he can make them go different directions, it's his new favorite pose.
We finally got some nice pictures of JP at baseball. It's hard when one of us is keeping score and the other is doing pitch count. I love the quality of our new camera when we have the 'sports' lens (as I like to call it) on.
Peanut's hair is really long now so it's hysterically out of control most days. It looks handsome when it's actually combed down. Everyone (except Coconut) didn't have the top cut last time. They all decided to have an opinion. Bubba looks really cute with his bangs combed over in the 'skater' style so I encouraged him to grow it out on top (but won't allow it to be long in the back). But apparently JP didn't think he needed to cut his even though he looks better with it really short.
Sat. night for our anniversary we went to see Flogging Molly. I happened to look online about a month ago just to see if they would ever come here and I found that they were! Tickets were only $30 since it was at a small venue (a local club). We showed up an hour early when the doors opened and still had to stand in a long line in the rain (with no umbrella) for about twenty minutes. Luckily it wasn't pouring. They had a pit in front of the stage and then like four stairs up to an open area that was at stage level. We ended up right next to the stairs against the railing. It was perfect! I had a super view of the whole stage. They put on such an AMAZING show. The lead singer talks between the songs and tells you what they're about and they're just really fun and energetic. It was great. B said he thought I was going to pee I was so excited. We both got a little recorded on our phones. Mine only records for like thirty seconds at a time. :( And they won't let you use a flash so the pictures aren't super great, but I was excited to get a couple nonetheless. I got a t-shirt and 4 stickers-one for me and then one each for the three older boys. Bubba was bummed he didn't get to go. There was a super young kid there and then really old guys. There was even a guy who was at least sixty directly in the middle of the mosh pit! It was a great sight to see so many people of different ages there. On the way home we realized we hadn't eaten dinner so we made a Taco Bell run and it reminded us of our college days when we were engaged (although back then it was always at 2 a.m.).
Last night Coconut was attacking JP in hallway upstairs and JP finally got him off, but he fell on a truck and back into the wall. He hit his head on the corner of the baseboard. I came upstairs to see what was going on and B was holding him. He put him on the counter to assess the damage and I freaked out when I saw blood dripping down the side of his head. We tried to act calm so he wouldn't freak out. We took him in our bathroom to clean him up and he was asking, "Am I bleeding?" in a nervous voice. When we finally got enough blood off to look at it, we could see that it could probably use some glue or a couple of stitches. But B made the point that if we took him in, he would have to be shaved there and go through the trauma of all of it. It's not huge enough that it will make much of difference so we opted to clean it up and staunch the bleeding. He's doing fine today. You wouldn't even know that anything happened. It has clotted nicely so I think if we continue to use Neosporin it should heal okay. I think it was as traumatic for me as my 'mama bear' instincts kicked in. I hate when my boys get hurt.
Lastly, I've started writing again after a brief bout of writer's block. Bubba gets so proud of me when I reach another 1,000 words. It's so nice to have family support not just from my husband but from my young son who thinks it's so cool that I'm doing this. I had B read a section the other night. I've been nervous about letting him read any of it. But I wanted his opinion on this intense fighting scene. He said he was pretty blown away and could picture it in detail, and I know he wasn't just saying it because he's my husband. It felt really good to hear him say it.
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