Genetics

Like Father, Like Son

Heaven

Now THIS is Ian's version of Heaven.

Taco, Taco and more Tacos!

Naughty or Nice?

This was totally just for show.
Acting wild

Getting Schooled

Today I forced a Santa visit on the kids. You'd think I was asking them to walk on burning glass. Barefoot. Nate has been a bit of a Grinch lately and Ian, of course, follows suit when it comes to this kind of stuff. So the begrudgingly got dressed (NOT in sweats, fight #1) and we drove downtown our best known Santa ("He's a fake mom, just a helper. Why don't you send the real Santa an email instead." fight #2) I bribed them with McDonalds and off we went to stand in a (thankfully) very short line. Stomping, whining, pushing and rough housing, the usual (fights #3-8). By the time it was our turn I was ready to kill them both but with a little coaxing, Santa got them to engage. And the Shuster boys got schooled by Santa. Big time.

Afterwards, Nate said to me, "Mom, that was the real guy, not some fake. He knew everything. He said we have to clean our rooms and stop fighting and wrestling and do things the first time you ask." Moods improved significantly there after, if only for a few minutes.