Well, we finally did it.  We broke down and put up a new swing set for the boys.  I took some time off on Thursday to get a jump start on cutting the wood and we wrapped up construction this afternoon.  Sam absolutely loves it.  The swing set is from the same company that made the one we built at our last house.  As you can see below, his neighborhood friend likes it too.

Sam's friend Hillary from the neighborhood.

Same concept as the last one, but this one has a walking bridge.

I went to lunch to fill my truck up and get a few groceries. As I finished up filling up my truck, what appeared to be a nice old lady came out of the gas station and started screaming at me. I stood there thinking she must have gotten mad at someone in the store and was still upset.  Nope, she came straight at me screaming about how could I be so inconsiderate and not look at what I was doing.  I looked around and wondered if I spilled some gas, dropped some garbage out of my truck or if she thought I might have hit her car.  None of them. 

As she pulled out I could hear her complain to her husband, 'How dare he park in front me.  He should have known I wanted to pull straight out.'  Honest.

Take a look at the picture below.  What's your immediate thought… bunch of chairs, cleaning the floors, or something like that?

Nope, according to Sam, "Look Mommy, a bunch of places to jump and climb on!"

It was my turn to tuck in Sam after Holly got done reading books.  So after singing to Sam (yes, I try) and snuggling for a little bit, I gave Sam a good night kiss.  After I kissed him, Sam bluntly said, "Daddy, you need to shave your whiskers if you want to kiss me again."  Thanks, Sam.

It's been a nice morning and as we approached lunch Holly and I wanted to run an errand and then go out to lunch.  As we feared, Evan fell asleep 10 minutes out from the restaurant and Sam started to get grumpy too.  So we headed back and decided it was nap time for everyone. 

We made Sam lunch and 'hoped' he would take a small nap while Evan was down.  Sam finished lunch and said he wanted some juice.  No big deal, so I got him some juice and went back in the kitchen.  A few minutes later he said he was done and wanted some more.  I said no, because he had had enough juice already.  Sam sat there a few minutes trying to think of a way to get some more juice.  So he asked nicely and I nicely said no.  He asked why and I said the famous words, "Because I said so." 

He sat there a few more minutes and said, "But Daddy, you know you have to have a reason to say no."