Let's Get Hopping

Now that's what I call a frog!

And here's one closer to Bryn's size.

My Little Padawans

Recently, after I asked the boys to get their pajamas on, Cole chose his Lego Star Wars pajamas and remarked, "Star Wars jammies remind me of Star Wars."

That got me thinking. Those boys have never watched the real Star Wars. I decided to remedy that immediately and so we started watching Episode IV: A New Hope that very night. Cole sat there with rapt attention, not saying a thing. Grant kept up a constant barrage of comments, complaints, and irrelevant banter. Bryn fell asleep.

Bryn: I like Dark[sic] Vader
Dad: No! He's not nice.
Bryn: Yeah, he's a bad guy who hits other people

When Greedo pulls a gun on Han Solo, Grant: It's not nice to point a gun at someone else.

Trying to explain Darth Vader's breathing sound, Grant: They have to take his lungs out because he's not nice.

Grant: Why do those guys never change clothes?

What was your favorite part of the movie?
Grant: When they were getting squished.
Cole: My favorite part was when they got away. When they exploded the Depth Star. [sic]
Grant: Someone shooted an arrow and it hit it.
Cole: They got in little space ships.
Grant: They had to hit it just right, though.

Since then we've watched all of the movies except Episode III.

Grant: I don't want to watch where Darth Vader gets mad.

Cole: Dad I don't want to be a Jedi because I want to live with Heavenly Father faster. I'm just going to be a builder.

Grant: I don't like movies when they try to kill other people.

Watching Jar Jar Binks, Grant: What's wrong with him?

Noticing Amidala's frequent wardrobe changes, Grant: Why does she change clothes a lot?

After Qui-Gon-Jin is killed, Cole: Darth Maul doesn't know that he's going to go back to heaven.

Seeing Han and Leia and later Amidala and Anakin kiss, Grant: What are they doing?

All three of them call the Emperor, "The Emperator"

Welcome the wonderful world of a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

Camping in the Great Northwest

Summer has been so busy in other parts of the country that it's nearly forgotten us up here in the Pacific northwest. It's been a cool and damp summer so far but we still managed to go camping ...

...at a lake ...

... with cousins ...

... and few other friends ...

... in a cave ...

... and in the snow ...

... near an active (within the past five years) volcano ...

... where we found nature ...

... and pointy sticks ...

... and that's what camping in the northwest is all about.

Father of Our Country, etc.

We were looking at some money and I told the boys that George Washington's picture was on the one dollar bill.  Grant said, "Oh, he's the prophet of our state."

Well, he is on the flag.

Wait 'till he sees who is on the $50.

The little dog laughed to see such spork

The boys had their first encounter with a spork^* and I asked them what it was. Grant said, "A spoon fork." Cole said, "A fork spoon."

Exactly.

And yes, that is a train on Grant's face.  And no, it's not written in permanent marker.

* We dine at only the finest eateries.

Cahoots

The tooth fairy brought a neighbor boy a train when he lost a tooth. Discuss.

Grant: How does the tooth fairy know what toys we have?
Cole: I think Jesus tells her.

Citius, Altius, Fortius

Grant: Dad, you're not the tallest. Jesus is the tallest.
Cole: No, uncle John is the tallest.
Grant: Yeah, but Jesus is stronger than dad.


They're both faster than me, too.