Sam never wants to go to preschool or swimming lessons or gymnastics or his O-boy! dance class. Sam never likes what is served for dinner. He does not like to make his bed, get dressed or brush his teeth. Sam is vehemently opposed to toilet paper. I think he is in the oppositional-defiant stage.
(Note: If you are going to be oppositional and defiant...you'd better come equipped with a pair of extremely deep dimples and a killer smile. It's the only way you will survive.)
Luke enjoyed his field trip to the apple orchard this week. When the farmer asked the kids what they would make with their fresh-picked apples, some kids said pie and some said applesauce. Luke raised his hands and said he wanted "Apple Smoothies." The kid loves the blender. He was born to puree.
Brad finds yardwork a refreshing break from watching the Stock Market. He has sacrificed his early morning gymtime so I can go to the church to teach Seminary. Also, he doesn't get his feelings hurt when I fall asleep at 8:00 pm. This weekend we invited friends over to watch BYU football. Both wives were asleep on the couch within minutes. It is a life of excitement around here. I'm glad he's a good sport.