BEWARE of the snakes that will squeeze you until you are dead with your tongue hanging out!

Beck and Cade, who are both home from school sick today with Strep throat... and Strep in the eyes (Caden - who knew?!?) informed me in no uncertain terms that when the snakes squeeze you to death you look like this:

Apparently, everyone who dies, does so with their eyes closed and their tongue hanging out.

Honest.

They wouldn't make this stuff up.

AT LAST

Here's a quickie:

Alex and I were dancing (think waltz style) in the kitchen to our wedding dance song a few minutes ago... Etta James' - "At Last". (It's still playing in the background... Soso can only dance for so long when there's a football game to be watched... so here I am...)

We were all cozy and swaying to the music (waltz style) with #1 and #2 watching from the counter eating up the remnants of their lunch...

And Beck says: "Hey, you guys look like a teapot!"

TRANSFORMERS! Eee-Ooo-Awwwww-Ooooo-Eeeee-Oooooo

Santa was good to Beck and Caden this year (well, he is every year since they're such good little boys.) He left a clue in the 25th door of the Advent calendar and sent the boys on a wild treasure hunt around the house. A few more clues later and they were unwrapping the presents that Old St. Nick and his reindeer had left under the tree (of all places - where would you expect to find treasure on Christmas?)

The hands down favorite for both boys was two TRANSFORMERS. (Not that either boy has seen or will see this movie any time in the near future... but it's like Spiderman, Superman or Star Wars... it doesn't matter if they've seen it - they're obsessed with the characters none the less! It must be a testosterone thing.)

Well, when Santa delivered BONECRUSHER and OPTIMUS PRIME, an 18 Wheeler Autobot that transforms into a really super cool red and blue robot... one of the "good guys", Beck and Caden Sosa couldn't have been more excited. (Well, maybe the two thousand-nine-hundred-eighteenth and nineteenth Cars movie diecast cars that Santa got for $3.49 a pop at Target were received with slightly more fervor... but this is Beck and Caden after all...)

Anyhoo...

They've been playing with these Transformers quite a bit (or I should say, daddy has been transforming them for them... they are a little tricky for preschool fingers to manage on their own). And everytime Cade wants to play with Optimus Prime... he tells us:

"I want to pway wif OCTOPUS PRIME now!"

Beck wants out of politics

Yesterday morning, lying in bed, I looked over my left shoulder and found Beck wide awake staring at me intently, practically willing me awake.

He had something to say:

Whispering, so as not to wake up Caden over my right shoulder: "Mommy, I know what I want to be when I grow up!"

Me: "What's that, Bug?"

Beck: "I want to be an Ice Cream Man!"

I tried hard not to show my disappointment. Can you imagine what this will do for my diet!?

Rudolph WHO?

Left to Right: Aunti Sheri, Great Grandma Lennie, Grandpa Ek, Great Grandpa Rudy

Earlier this week, Beck and Caden were sitting at the breakfast table, waiting for me to finish making their pancakes and pondering some very existential thoughts - for preschoolers, anyway. It all began like this...

Beck woke up earlier than the rest of the family that Sunday morning and went down to his "office" to color some pictures for us while he patiently (uh-huh, seriously, I really said patiently) waited for the rest of the house to wake. He made one for himself, one for Caden, one for Mommy and one for Daddy. When I finally crawled out of bed to make breakfast, he moved his creative genius to the kitchen to continue his work and await his flapjacks. He informed Caden and I that he'd be making more pictures for the rest of his family since he'd be seeing them over the holidays... starting with Grandpa Ek since he wouldn't really get to see him.

Now, my dad has been gone for over two years, but I try to keep his memory alive in the boys since they were so young when he passed away. So whenever they present me with an opportunity I jump at it. Today, in that vein, I quickly snatched a picture off of the board in the kitchen and showed it to them. It's a picture of my Dad and Aunt Sheri with my Grandparents, Lempi and Rudolph Ek. Dad probably wasn't much older than Beck in the photo...

The following conversation then took place:

Me: "Beck, do you want to SEE a picture of Grandpa Ek when he was just about your age? Here, look."

I handed Beck the picture.

Beck: "Uh-huh..."

Caden: "I wannoo see too!"

Me: "And look, there's Aunti Sheri and your Great Grandma Lennie. She was MY Grandma!"

Beck: "YOUR Grandma?"

Caden: "Whet me SEE!!"

Me: "Yes, now let Cade see too... and that man there, that's your Great Grandpa Rudolph. We called him Grandpa Rudy."

Beck: "Grandpa Rudolph?"

Me: "Uh-huh. He was your Grandpa Ek's daddy."

Caden: "WHET me SEE!!!!"

Beck FINALLY passes the picture to Caden...

Caden (with brows furrowed): "But MOMMY! Where are his antwers?????"

Daddy saves the world

Last night was a long one at our house... Beck came down with a stomach virus that wasn't pretty (all over the hallway, in fact). Don't worry. There won't be any pictures.

No one got much sleep.

Mommy was out earlier in the evening and daddy the superstar took care of everything (and sweetly didn't even call mommy to tell her what was going on...). When he had cleaned up the mess (later reflecting that he never imagined in his life that he would willingly touch someone else's vomit...) and had Beck snugly (though greenly) tucked into mommy and daddy's bed for the night, the following conversation ensued:

Alex (gently rubbing Beck's head): "I'll stay home from work with you tomorrow, honey. I just have to email my boss and let him know that I won't be in."

Beck (worriedly): "But daddy! Who will fix all the computers?"

Puff Da Magic Dragon Revisited

And they're on a roll today...



Caden is all about getting his name in lights (or on the blog at least...)

Here it is on my computer, Caden!

Happy Thoughts by Beck Sosa ala Robert Louis Stevenson...

And Beck will not be outdone by his little brother...

This is the kind of video clip still shot supermodels fear most...

Caden Earns His First Dollar

Caden's philosophy is...
if his big brother can do it...

then so can he!

(He accepts all forms of payment, Nana.)

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