We are all thankful in this house that it’s a new week.  The stomach bug flew rampant through our house over the weekend, and thankfully it was here and gone before we knew it.  It wasn’t a lingering bug, thank goodness.  No one had to miss school (but James, who was the last to get it), and everyone is smiling again.  We all have Sawyer to blame.  But who to blame before that?  It’s a mystery.

Otherwise, we’ve been happy.  The boys have been using their imagination lately playing real life games of whatever show or movie they have just watched.  They spent a lot of time on Sunday playing Swiss Family Robinson after watching the classic.  They kept their eye out for pirates, hoarded weapons and jewels, and built a fort.  Lego Chima has been a big thing in the house lately too, so they play that daily . . . figuring out who’s who and what tribe they are on.  I love when they use their imaginations–Carter helps out in that department and Brayden follows along.

And Sawyer?  Balls, balls, balls.  Footballs and soccer balls and basketballs and bouncy balls.  By the end of the day, they are everywhere.  Just like how our house used to be five and a half years ago when another certain boy in our house was around the same age and had a similar obsession.  We don’t mind.  They don’t light up and make annoying noises, they don’t need batteries, and they keep him running around like a toddler should be.