Lessons from brother.

This is how you play the game.

And this is how you dominate.

Any questions?

Happy Birthday Uncle Mike

I photo homage to one of the best Uncles two boys could ask for.

 

Lincoln makes me smile.

I love this kid.

He cracks me up and makes me smile all day long.

It’s a good thing too.

It just so happens we spend a lot of time together 🙂

I love his obsession with basketball.  Sure I hear that word in my sleep but at least it isn’t Dora or something worse.  I can live with basketball, heck, I even like it.  The fact that he has to take a basketball with him everywhere is nothing less than hilarious.  Screw a blanket or stuffed animal.

Pass that kid the rock.

 

He makes me spray perfume on him every morning.  Love it…people tell me constantly that Linc is “all boy.”  Well this boy likes to smell good.  We have the application process down.  Spray, then dance in it.  It has become a part of our morning routine.

 

I like watching him eat.  Is that weird?  He just looks so cute.  He will stuff a bunch of food in his mouth and then try his best to chew with his mouth closed.  I didn’t teach him that, he just born with these impeccable table manners (har har).  Maybe it’s a toddler thing.  Do all toddlers chew with their mouths closed?

 

If at any point during the night I say “go hug BoBo”, he will.  This is amazing because he only listens to me when he wants to, which is rare, so he must really like his brother.  It is so sweet.  And kind of dangerous, he is a little rough.

 

Bedtime kisses.  He is not very cuddly but when I am tucking him in at night he can’t get  enough mommy kisses.  I love it.  These few minutes are my absolute favorite of the night

Meet the boss.

He is the tiny one.

That looks frightened because his older brother is within five feet of him.

But little does he know, he is in charge.

The boss determines what time I can go to bed.

When I can eat.

When I can sleep.

What days I can go to work.

How long I sleep.

How well I sleep.

How well his brother sleeps.

If anyone sleeps at all.

Ever.

He is the boss.

My cute, little, tiny boss.

 

Cruising the Streets.

Hooray for nice weather and a new trike.

Thanks to my generous older brother, I was able to purchase Linc a new tricycle for the summer.

He is a big fan.

 

My few good men.

I love this photo.

It represents so much.

 

In this photo you can see my father, the man who influenced my life.

The man who taught me what it means to love a child.

The man who taught me how a man should treat a wife.

And what a spiritual leader in a home looks like.

My brothers.

Grant and Mike.

The men who always have my back.

Tell me the truth, even when it is hard to hear.

And are always there for me.

And lastly,

My boys.

The men I will mold.

The men that I will teach.

And lead.

Encourage.

And love always and forever.

No matter who they are.

What they become.

Through good years.

And bad years.

 

I will love them better.

Because I have been shown what true love is.

 

 

When Uncle Mike comes to visit…

I get sent pictures like this.

And come home to find Linc dressed like this.

 

Let the fun commence.

Hey hey the gangs all here.

My dad and brother flew into Kansas last night and my mom was already here.

My little three bedroom ranch is stuffed to the gills.

And it is awesome.

Lincoln is absolutely loving being the center of attention.

Playing with Grandpa and Uncle Mike is proving to be very fun.

He can even say grandpa already, so that is pretty cool.

We have a busy day of putting together a jungle gym in the backyard.

Mexican food.

And a KU game.

Pictures to come, but here is a flashback shot of Linc and Uncle Mike.