My Child Thinks He's a Monkey

While my son thinks he's a monkey. He hangs on everything.

Thing is, he's not a lightweight anymore. I give you Evidence A:

And Evidence B:

Yup. Definitely not a monkey.

Life According to Brandt

It was Sunday, and London wanted to Skype with his grandparents, but Brandt shook his head sadly.

Brandt: I can't Skype. Do you want to know why, Mommy?

Me: Why can't you Skype, Brandt-boy."

Brandt: I can't Skype because I'm afraid of heights. That's why.

First Day of School: 2nd Grade

Slow in coming (only 3 weeks in), but here is London on the first day of school. Hard to believe he's in Second Grade!

His backpack is so full of supplies, he had to carry his lunch.

And here he is at the school.

So far, he loves his class and his teacher despite all the homework he gets daily.

Johnson Family Reunion: Part 3

Okay, because I know you didn't get enough of the beach before, here's some more fun:

London was the expert shell collector of the group. Here is a particularly fine specimen.

And Quincy was his partner in crime. Look at that beauty!

Thursday evening (our last one thanks to Irena), we all took a nice walk on the beach. Doesn't look like a hurricane is about to hit, does it? However, even then, the water was coming in higher than usual. Definitely past the established tide lines.

Khyah came with us and she was Daddy's little girl. She did not want to let him go.

Before the walk, we had changed the kids into regular cloths. Woops. A swimming suit would have been much easier to clean later.

Yep. Definitely much easier.

Rob and Tiff and Cadence came on the walk with us.

In preparation for Irena, the local news stopped by to film. Want to see what they're filming?

"Water Is Dangerous." Yep.

But we went in anyway. I know, I know. But it sure was fun! And again, I couldn't get to all the beach pictures, and I KNOW you're dying for more. Isn't that what a blog is for?