Below are those people in my life who make this blog. I don't make it up folks. I only blog what I live.
Xavier is a Pokemon addict. He's gotten his younger brothers hooked and it's not unusual to wake up to all 3 boys throwing "Pokeballs" ( a.k.a. anything thats round and tossable) around the livingroom and arguing over who won the last round.
Ashe - My middle child, enjoying the fact he is the only one out of his brothers to have the title of both "Little Brother" and "Big Brother". Ashe is 5 going on 15. He has given me the most blog fodder out of all 3 kids so far. I sometimes wonder in awe at the way his mind works. His logic is definitely a logic all on its own. He is our accident prone child. This is the child that will fall just standing. It's become so common that anytime he gets hurt, or does something that may result in getting hurt, we call them "Ashe-idents".
Aside from keeping us on our toes, Ashe is our artist. His love of coloring, drawing, and doodling knows no bounds. Give him some markers and a blank notebook, and he'll happily putter for hours making 4 yr old fridge art creations. He is also my Chef. I am starting to teach him lately how to cook in the hopes that when he is 10 he can take over in the kitchen for me (ha!)
Soren - Soren is the youngest of the crew, but don't let that fool you into thinking he is the innocent one. He may look cute and cuddly (oh hell let's face it, he really freaking is!) but this kid can wrestle his oldest brother to the floor and sit on his face until mercy is cried out. While Ashe may have given me the most blog fodder up until now, I have a feeling Soren will put everyone else to shame in the next couple of years.
Soren will be 3 in June. While he only has a handful of words, he can communicate perfectly. Sometimes a little too perfectly. His hobbies include drawing on my notsowhiteanymore walls, going on adventures with Dora & Boots, coloring SpongeBob books, and stuffed animals. Stuffed animals is more like an obsession, actually. He insists on sleeping with about 25 stuffies in his tiny bed. We can't figure out how the hell he sleeps in there. He is so infatuated with stuffies that I could see Soren having the potential of going the way of a Furry. I'm trying to prepare myself for that possibility, just in case haha!
J (Jody) - My Other Half. The Yin to my Yang, the Hobbes to Calvin. My sanity for 95% of the time. J and I met when I was 16 and he was dating one of my best friends (who then set us up after they decided they were better as friends). I believe our first conversation was about the shirt he was wearing, which had a logo of the band Bad Religion. Having just left religion myself, but still having those loyal tendencies, I told him off that his shirt sucked. Or something to that effect. He of course, didn't appreciate that. A year later we were a couple and we have been together ever since. We celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary in September. J has a very dry sense of humor that, more often than not, will go right over peoples head. And he has a way of saying it that you don't realize he's joking until 6 hours later. Sometimes, even I find myself waking up at 2AM when realization dawns on me, and then I fall back asleep chuckling. Unless I'm the butt of his joke.
J and I work very hard to make sure we're on the same page with parenting. We are a team, and our kids know it.
