The Sons of Thunder

It's been a long while...

2006-10-19T09:38:00.000-07:00

Sorry there hasn't been new posts.... We finally got our digital camera back from the Sony repair department. Jonah had decided to take some pictures one day and when he was finished, the camera was no longer operational. He didn't even take funny pictures... Mainly pictures of the floor. More to come soon!

Hey! This beer tastes like...

2005-04-12T20:13:00.000-07:00

Pee. Yep. The potty-training wonder boy whipped off that diaper and added his own little contribution to Dad's cooler of birthday party beer. All together now: "Eeewww"

The True Meaning of Easter

2005-04-12T19:03:00.000-07:00

Hiding behind Grandma's toilet eating the contents of your cousin's Easter basket.

...who's the naughtiest of them all?

2005-04-12T18:46:00.000-07:00

And another question...Which makes Mom angrier - the mess on the mirror or the fact Jonah used Mom's favorite lotion for his fingerpainting?

S T I G M A T A

2005-04-12T18:39:00.000-07:00

So close to Easter... Stigmata? Nope. Yellow marker on his hands and feet... and the thing is, this isn't the first time.

And This....

2005-03-29T21:15:00.000-08:00

...makes most of the naughtiness okay.

A Real Crappy Way To Start The Day

2005-03-29T09:31:00.000-08:00

Since the youngest son of thunder is almost three, potty training is a huge topic of conversation in our house. This morning, instead of putting his poopy in the potty, Jonah decided he didn't want to have poopy in his diaper, and to avoid the conventional parental diaper change, took his diaper off and proceeded to walk around the upstairs of our house. There will not be a photo to document this event. It was a very crappy situation.

So The Therapy Bill Isn't Too Big

2005-03-29T01:01:00.000-08:00

Before we begin... they are not always naughty. Or, they are at least good at hiding it.

Why Chronicle Only The Naughty

2005-03-29T00:29:00.000-08:00

It is amazing just how much damage an eight year old, a four year old, and a two year old can do in a day. Especially since most of the carnage is wrought by the two year old. Take this simple post. A normal adult (I know, define normal...) should be able to type these few words in around five minutes. However, since the youngest son of thunder poured Coke on the keyboard, it has taken me almost twenty minutes.