So Much to Say...

This goofy man is part-genius.

He does the grocery shopping now. He has for about the past six months, ever since he stated that we needed to start cutting (and using) coupons again. I refused, so he said that he would do it. Riiiight.

But he did it.

And he has done a remarkable job of saving money.

Last week's grocery bill originally came to $336. After coupons and sales, he paid $128. That's crazy savings!

The next day he went back to pick up the items that were out of stock on his original trip. That bill was originally $86, but he paid $17. That is almost an 80% savings. Crazy.


Jack and his buddy, Elias, got matching haircuts. Elias had them dress in the same clothes all day and even ended up buying the same shoes as Jack. Looks like Elias loves Jack about as much as Jack loves Elias. I like when there is a mutual admiration between friends.
We now have two walls painted the new color. It's called Shark Tooth and it's a beautiful blue/gray. My yearly color change struck and I like it. I do not, however, enjoy posting pictures with debris on the floor. Can you overlook that and just enjoy my peaceful moment with my boys, with the cat strolling into our little reading nook...
Jack is now certain that he wants to be a police officer when he grows up. Some sort of combination of watching Monk and Psych. Maybe he'll be a psychic police officer. Notice his gun? In his pocket, which is always a safe place for a young boy's gun. He left it in the car when we arrived at the grocery store. He said that he didn't want to 'scare anyone in public. That's a crime, you know.' Thank you, Officer Jack.
The boys wear shorts all year long. Gable came outside today to shovel show...wearing shorts. We went tubing today at Perfect North. We had to enforce the 'no shorts' rule. Boys, boys, boys. From where do you get this trait, asked the mom who never wears a coat, gloves, or hat.

Other bits of tids: (that sounded strangely dirty...)

-I overheard Jack ask Jon a few minutes ago, 'How does your water break?' And then I heard Jon lapse into an explanation of how a baby comes out and how the baby causes the water to break. Niiice.

-Feather/down duvets are dreamy. I am truly disappointed that there will be no sleeping in heaven, for I am certain heaven's beds would be supplied with feather/down duvets.

-My boys were walking around shoveling driveways today. They had already done three for free, and were looking to make a little money. A certain man, who shall remain nameless, but is in the biggest pizza name in Cincinnati...asked them to walk to his home and shovel his driveway for $15 per boy. A nice chunk of change, yes, but he had not shoveled his driveway since any of the snow began last week and he had a ginormous driveway. The boys walked to his home, almost a mile away, only to have he and his wife get into a shouting match because she had found someone with a snow blower to do it. She slammed the door on the boys and the man said, "Sorry, maybe next time.' The boys then walked home, again almost a mile. On their way, a man stopped and asked them to shovel his driveway, but they said they had to get home as they were almost out of time. (We had to leave.) So, they wasted all their time walking to this pizza man's home where they proceeded to find out they had no $45 coming their way. Seriously? I do not like children, especially children who are willing to work - hard - in the snow, to be taken advantage of, or to be lied to. Gable's comment was that he could have at least given them a free pizza. I vowed to never support their delicious Cincinnati pizza chain again. And then I caved a few hours later and bought it at Perfect North for dinner.

I'll start my boycott tomorrow...