Male Bonding

Last July, we let Cody stay up to watch the fireworks. This year, we let him watch the beginning of the Super Bowl. It was everything JVL had hoped for (except for the Eagles winning it--or even being in it--part).

I always think of Robert Frost when I see a picture like this with Patches just there, not too far from whatever Cody's doing. CJP's take on "The Pasture" would be go something like this:

I’m going down to watch the game with Dad;
Though Mom would rather have me rest my head
(And try avoiding my bedtime, I may):
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.

Meanwhile, the boys have been doing a lot of drilling lately. It started when we put up a cute little hook in Cordy's room. Jonathan decided to show Cody how to do "real" drilling (he brought his toy one up) and Cody did pretty well.

Naturally, the logical next step was to go to Lowe's, get some sawhorses (sigh) and a giant board, and take Cody out into the garage for the better part of an afternoon so he could "practice my drill speed control, Mommy!" (It is kind of genius, really--it's been way too cold to go outside yet this totally counts as an "outing.") He drew on the board with a pencil, then went to town...in his safety glasses.

I had a great picture of the actual drilling, but my phone erased it today, leaving me with just this one--but notice who else got matching safety glasses? (There would be no living with her otherwise.)

This one is just because.