From a long weekend spent inside, thanks to One's and my head colds (ack):
Here's Two, pretending to repair something under my bed. The swim goggles mean he needed to do a little welding to get the job done.
One, trying to explain something from Redwall to his dad, and getting this in return: "Remember One, after the Russian's invaded, only the Wolverines stood up to them."
Why can't they play like this together every day?
One, trying to discuss Iron Man II with his dad, and gettting the song Iron Man sung to him by a slightly stir-crazy Husband. In the ensuing conversation, One asks: "Who on earth is Ozzy Osborne?" Thank you, God.
It's not every day Two brushes his teeth, so I took a picture:
And yes, One really does read all those history books I blog about. Here he is, absorbed by the Zulu War:
Even though I spent it with a head full of &^%#, it was a good long weekend.