Work?

Somehow this is what Caleb calls work....hmmmm.  He's having his staff meetings at a fish camp.  He promises me that work is actually getting done but then sends me a picture like this.  What's a girl supposed to believe? HA.

Zimmerman Brothers

Caleb's brothers, Gabe and Jarom came to visit us this weekend.  We had a ton of fun with them here.  Friday we had a crawfish boil which the boys loved.  The most fun part for them was playing with the crawfish I think.  At one point Jude was holding a crawfish and Gabe asked him what he was going to name it.  Silas said, "Gabe, don't ask him that.  You'll attach him to it."  I guess he's picking up on his parent's animal/pet aversion.  Boils are a lot of work and quite a long process.  We were lucky to have Tanny and Claire (native Louisianans) here to show us all their tricks.  Saturday we went to the Houston Rodeo.  The boys all loved it.  It ended up being a good night as they had the $50,000 prize rides in all the categories.  It was crazy though because during one of the bareback bronc rides the horse dumped it's rider and fell on him, breaking the cowboy's leg.  Then they tried to make the horse stand up and it was clear his hind legs were paralyzed.  It was a little intense there for a while.  Silas fell in love with the idea of mutton busting and thinks he needs to do that next year.  Today we went to church and celebrated Gabe's 33rd Birthday.  Basically we've eaten all day long...It's been great having family visit!

Silly Silas...again!

Monday morning I was driving the boys over to a friends house for an air-soft war.  The boys play in the woods and now that it's warming up I was handing out the appropriate motherly advice... watch out for poison ivy/oak/creeper and be on the lookout for snakes.  Isaac asked me if he saw a snake and ran away, would it chase him?  I began my "probably not" answer when Silas popped in with, "that's a stupid question Isaac"!  Then Silas and I had this convo...

Me: Silas, there's no such thing as a stupid question.

Silas: Yes there is.

Me: No there's not.  If you don't know something there's no shame in asking about it.
Silas:  There are too stupid questions.
Me: (getting irritated) No there's NOT.
Silas: Does a fart talk?
Me:  ....hmmmmm, ok, I guess there is such a thing as a stupid question.

The photo is of Silas getting the mail for me last week.  If you ever want to avoid bills let Silas fetch the mail.  There's a good chance it will never make it to the house!