17 and one quarter

This year, Mardi Gras fell on the fourth. Mardi Gras Day starts early, so we took this on our way to take the ferry across the river at about 8:30am. However, once we got there, the boys learned their friend wasn’t coming, so they went home. Just as well. I’m pretty sure I would have embarrassed them if they’d come along.

(I was Sally O’Malley because I’M FIFTY. Somehow I managed not to throw my back out stretching and kicking.)

17+2

Again, taken on the right day, posted late. I had to get the pic first thing in the morning, because they had a soccer game 3.5 hours away and didn’t get home until after midnight. But they won the game! Now onto round 3 of the playoffs. This is very stressful.

I kind of like the light crocs/dark pants and dark crocs/light pants symmetry going on here.

17+1

My birthday celebrations started this weekend, so I’m a little late posting, even though I took it on the right day!

16 years, 11 months

Gah! 17 in a month? 17 sounds so old! Blah.

And I’ll be on a work trip for their birthday, which makes me sad. Oh well.

16 + 10

It was a gross, rainy, gray day on the 4th so the picture quality isn’t the best, but here it is!

Miles got a haircut the next day, and now I keep calling him Oliver. Oops.

201

At least this month it’s on time!

Miles does have eyes, I’m pretty sure.

Number 200!

I have to thank my children, sincerely, for putting up with me. The 100th picture wasn’t so bad; eight year olds are a lot more tolerant than 16 year olds, and rightly so. But they did it, they took the picture with little complaining, only calling it “corny” seven hundred and sixty two times. Fair enough.

Yes, thanks to American Airlines, this photo is three days late. I wonder if I can get compensation for this?

Now, just for fun, the 100th. I think I’m most proud that they all have fairly clean socks on this time.

Since I’m on sabbatical now, I have plenty of time to make a montage of all 200 pics so far. Sorry boys!

16 years + 7 months

Do you know why I hate July?

Well, the heat, obviously. But also because it means the boys are closer to their next birthday than to their last birthday, and that means they will be 17 in five months and THAT IS NOT OKAY.

But also…when did Linus get taller than Oliver? By like, a lot? I don’t think the backyard is sloped, but maybe it is?!? I need to measure them again.

By the way, this is picture 199. Thank goodness I’ll be on sabbatical next month, because number 200 has to be something good. (Do I still have the gold sparkly backdrop from 100? I’ll have to look.) (Note to self: no dirty, mismatched socks this time.)

16 and a half

This blog has turned into a stream of “three boys standing against a wall” and I really need to post about other things.

But! They are halfway to 17 and I’m not okay with that. (I mean okay really they’re halfway to 33 but you know what I mean.)

So I’m going to throw some other things in this post, like…

Miles is working! So is Oliver! They have gotten paychecks and it’s very exciting.

Miles has his driver’s license! He got it two days ago and for his first solo trip, he went to IHOP and got takeout. He had been saying that’s what he was going to do, and by golly, he did it. Gotta respect that.

I’m going to Montreal next week for work, that’s fun! I’ve never been. I’m excited.