Move over Hugh Jackman...

...cuz...
THERE'S A NEW WOLVERINE IN TOWN!

After years and years of dressing kids for Halloween, this year I just had one. My little guy Max. Saturday night was so bittersweet...as I  smeared eye shadow into makeshift sideburns on his cute little face, I couldn't help thinking back over all the various costumes my three sons have donned throughout the years. Some over the top, some not, some store bought & some? Down righ bada$$ creations.

This year Max's outfit was simple, with Wolverine it's all about the claw anyways. And the hair - gelled, ratted, & sprayed to comic book hero perfection. Oh and the "slice n' dice" expressions - which my boy totally owns!

Isn't he cute???

Ooops ~ Not him!

I meant this guy...

Hey, were'd he come from again?

Ok, clearly Hugh is getting a little jealous of Max. Sheesh!

Show em' who's boss baby boy!

The One Where The Boys Get On My Nerves

I actually have a menagerie of things I want to share...but no time to really put it all down in one post, so one at a time - even if that means multiple posts in a day, k?

(BTW, I totally stole how FRIENDS used to name their episodes. But they didn't copyright it so they can't sue me, ha!)

Ok, so my oldest son is off in California visiting my mom and grandparents...leaving my middle son to step into the role of Head Annoyer, a role he takes immense pride in. Oh yes.

Lately? He is answering everything my youngest son says with "Your Mom". Which is giving the little guy severe angst. Because "Your Mom" is "Your Mom TOO!".

Max: It's my turn to play (the video game).
AJ: Your Mom is playing the game.
Max: What?
AJ: Your Mom's what?
Max: My mom is your mom too.
AJ: Go away son. (He also calls all male-types "son" for reasons I have yet to figure out.)

Max: AJ Guess what! I did an ollie on my skateboard.
AJ: Your Mom did an ollie.
Max: Mom can do an ollie?

Max: Mom, can you do an ollie?
Me: What's an ollie?
Max: You know, on the skateboard.
Me: Uh, no.

Max: AJ, you're a liar!
AJ: Your Mom's a liar.
Max: No she's not!

Max: Mom, AJ called you a liar.
Me: Takes one to know one. (Cause' I'm all for behaving like a kid to a kid.)
Max: What?
Me: Nothing honey, ignore AJ.

Max: Mom said she's ignoring you. (Clearly putting his own spin on my words.)
AJ: Your Mom's ignoring you.
Max: She's YOUR MOM too!
AJ: I can't hear you son.
Max. SHE'S. YOUR. MOM. TOO.
AJ: You don't have to yell, I'm right here.
Max: Your Moms right here.
(Oh snap! He finally picked up on it!)

Hooyah Cadet Jones

Well...
...the kid is off to MROTC bootcamp. Not G-Bunny™ - but Jan Brady, my AJ. Ok, maybe its not real bootcamp, and he will be returning to my arms in one short (really long) week. I'm going to miss his snarky, one liner's and mud puddle eyes. I pray he is safe, happy, and has the time of his life! (Que Greenday)
ALSO?
My boys are totally bringing CHiPs back!
I giveth you Ponch...

















And Jon...









Are you thinking what I'm thinking? YuP! Halloween costumes...fo' sho'.