Six Looks Like This

Grant woke up this morning with one more completed year underneath his belt. I finally wised up and crafted the infamous birthday crown the night before so I wouldn't have to roll out of the bed at first dawn to try to be creative. From this waking moment on, Grant was no longer "Grant" but "Birthday Boy". He tried to get me to start calling him that on Wednesday night but I didn't cave. 

Here is what six looks like right now in the Morgan casa:

Cade broke out of the room with him at 6:30 on the dot. Little Buddy? Nowhere to be found. He slept until 8 which is completely unheard of in these parts.
Birthday dinner was Grant's choice and I had to pull my mom card when he said he wanted to go to Snappy Tomato. Please, no. Much to my happiness he pulled out a second answer and we headed to Logan's. He stuffed his face full of buttery rolls and gave his dad some knucks for having such a great birthday. I was lucky to have my handy, dandy pocket camera to capture the face stuffing.
It was his first time to be on the receiving end of the Logan's Birthday YeeHaww and he loved all 10 seconds of it!
His bros were pumped about his birthday as well.....because generally birthdays mean new toys and new toys are fun for everyone!
We headed back to the house and shared some birthday cupcakes with the grandparents. In keeping with another unintended birthday tradition, I forgot to get real birthday candles and instead had to improvise with a tea light left over from Halloween.  You'd think after, say, the 4th or 5th time that happened I would remember to get some candles. Not so much.
It was a great day for celebrating 6 years with one of my most favorite boys! If I survive my next post will be pics from his second annual spend the night birthday party! Yikes!!

It Fits Just Right!

Well, I finally found something to put in that crazy little cutout that our architect designed in our basement wall. It's taken me over 3 years and nothing seemed just right until now:

You just really never know where you might find this child. And by the way, he's a stuffed "Rhettaboo"...... very similar to the more popularly known "caribou". His own words. Really. You just never know.

Pile O White

Old Man Winter dropped a huge bucketful of the white stuff on our tiny little town. Before the white stuff fell there was sleet and ice making for lots of slick roads and in turn LOTS of days off school. The trees and bushes were covered in ice which always makes for some beautiful scenery!

The boys were so filled with excitement that they could hardly control themselves. We have a great hill in our back yard and it proved itself sled worthy.
It's a bummer when you bite the dust and snow cakes your face though!
Grant was all smiles riding down the hill on his snow disc.
Apparently his head was a snow magnet. Every year I think I should buy the kids some real snow gear but then they just grow and I know it's not going to fit year after year so I don't want to waste the money. Therefore, I dress them in 15 layers in hopes that they don't freeze. I'll buy them snow gear when they're 25 and not growing.....but by that time they better have a job and use their own money.
What's good snow without your friends? We invited our buds over and had a side splitting time! Cade A. was riding the hill after a push from Bobby.
Cavin in on the action:

The Cades gave doubling up a shot.
And Rhett double up with his bud Silas. I'm not sure, but it appears to me that the driver of this sled has zero control!
WOAH!
It's always a fun time to laugh at someone else's misfortune, and Cade A. gave us a lot to laugh about with his face plant.
I love me a good action shot!
This kid didn't seem to mind that his face was imprinted in our snowy back yard.
Bobby headed down the hill with his best gal, Eliza. Now, Eliza loves her some Mr. Bobby but it's apparent in this picture that one of them is having fun and the other is NOT. It's a wonder she ever trusted him again after this zip down the hill.
Callan was ready for some snow time fun!
Snow is not only for kids. Adults like it, too you know. I tried my hand at the disk.
I was flying down that hill and it seemed as though any second I was going to end up in the creek (just like Baylor, who somehow avoided my camera viewfinder the entire day!).
It was time to bail!
A'lyce tried to be all cool and defeat the disk
but she ended up biting it just like the rest of us!
Jason looks all smooth....
but he's not.
Ashley got brave
but the disk defeated her, too.
Brent showed up with his 4-wheeler. I know that the boys were not the only ones jumping up and down when the snowbird called off school. Bobby and Brent were planning out all kinds of craziness right along with them.

Like pulling the sled behind the 4-wheeler in the back field. The boys LOVED this!
There was fun to be had in the front as well. Our street was a solid sheet of ice. It made for some great sledding at top speeds. I really think that Rhett and Bobby both should've had helmets on but thankfully the Lord protected us from head injury.

Brent chauffeured us back to the top of the hill afterwards. That was great.
I decided to give the ice sledding a whirl. It was lots of fun and I figured that puff ball on the top of my hat would protect my head somewhat.
Cade and A'lyce:
Thank goodness we had a toasty warm house to come in to.
Hot chocolate, a warm fire, and chocolate chip cookies put a smile on everyone's face!
Here's to a good snow. Now, go away so all these kids can go back to school. A mom can only take so much!

It's More Than Skin Deep

Most folks know that my firstborn is a spitting image of his father. I've yet to find a physical gene that has come from my string of dna. I assure you that I'm the one that carried him for over 9 months but somehow he managed to escape my body without a speckle of Baker blood in him.

Just like his father, Cade is a saver of all things money. Give him a five dollar bill, he runs upstairs and immediately places it in his velcro spiderman wallet. It's now busting at the seams. 

I remember vividly the blue ocean pacific wallet that stayed in Bobby's top drawer all through highschool (as well as previous years before I was around) that housed all the money that would eventually buy me an engagement ring.

Cade, and Bobby both, can be caught at any given moment manning the remote control. Cade wakes up, walks downstairs, and asks permission (thank goodness) to turn on the tube. He'll spend his entire 20 minutes or so of t.v. time flipping through the kid channels I have programed in. 

And, ohhh, the calculating. Ask anyone that Bobby works with and they'll tell you that he can be found calculating numbers at any given moment during the day. Bobby has an uncanny talent of being able to figure numbers in his head.....like how much my grocery cart is going to cost before I get to checkout for one example. Cade found this calculator of mine and I've found him numerous times sitting alone just adding and subtracting numbers. He can also do larger math in his head than me. But, seriously, that's not saying much. I'm not the smoothest mathematician there ever was. 
Now, just to keep things clear, Cade DID get his love of reading from me. I don't know if I've seen Bobby read a book for fun in our entire 16ish years together. I would not, however, choose a book on George Washington and the war. Bobby would. I think he actually listened and retained things in history class. Cade loves all things wars, battles, generals.....once again, just like his daddy.

To top it all off, while getting his hair cut and watching CNBC at Mr. Danny's (our trusty hair-cuttin' man), I overheard Cade say, "Boy, we sure have a lot of down stocks today". What?? What 7 year old knows or cares anything about "down stocks"?? Only a boy with a financial advising baby daddy.

I'm just thanking the Lord that my boy has a mighty fine example to follow!

The Answer to the Age Old Question:

"Cade, where are your glasses?"

Let me just fill you in on just a few of the places the glasses can be found. You can rest assured that when you start your search they are most definitely NOT on his dresser, the designated safe spot. 

Maybe they're here. Safely nestled in the shag carpeting. 

Or one of the more obvious places:  sitting right in front of the bottle of scope. One would surely think to look there.

This is actually a good spot but not the designated one: On the mantle by the lingering Christmas berries.
There are some places you think just might pop up on the glasses finding radar. This is not one that ever registered to me. The ONLY reason I found them was because I was making mac and cheese for dinner:
One low traffic area where glasses are likely not to get broken:  directly in front of the hearth, just beside your Battleship game. Of course! Why didn't I think to look there??
It's always acceptable to place them face down on the couch (where no one is bound to sit on them)  in a pile of crumbs from your afternoon snack. Good idea. Great idea.
Ahh, and the LEAST obvious place to find the glasses: 
On the face of the child that is suppose to be wearing them. This my friends, is why, in the first year of glasses-wearing we went through THREE pair. Yes, three. We are over a year with this pair and going strong.......undoubtedly but for the grace of God.