crash, bam, boom

the fireworks... i blogged about them a little last night, but whatever i said does not even begin to describe the reality of them.  after midnight it was pure craziness.  i think that's what it must have been because we just kept saying, "this is crazy!"  for over an hour it was like the grand finale of a big fireworks display, coming at you from every surrounding neighbor's house, a three hundred and sixty degree view, sparks hitting the roofs of the houses across the street, and probably our own, if we'd been brave enough to stand out there for any significant amount of time and see it.  and of course, (with one exception noted just after this point), that last hour or so was the grand finale of a spectacle which had been going on for hours.  after it finally subsided, sometime after one, we went to bed.  at one point i dreamed of one of the boys banging a chair down repeatedly on the wood floor... bang, bang, bang... then i woke up to the lights and sounds of more fireworks right outside our window, lighting up our room.  i didn't look out then, too tired.  in the morning, greg's dad said sparks, or some residual something or other, hit their window, and even later in the day, we saw that some of the new year's fun came at the expense of our mailbox, which had been the receptacle for some type of firework... i guess if you're going to be a mailbox and your job is going to be receptacle-ing, you might as well end things with a bang.  i just think that particular mailbox had plenty more mail deliveries ahead of it.  

well, this morning....

a good brunch, because no one was up before eight.  here is henry working on the cinnamon rolls... 

and greg working on the bagels...

william setting up his army to attack the castle...

henry enjoying his meal...

chomping on an onion...

this afternoon... (because william is out of his pajamas)... working on some art...

and tonight, celebrating an early birthday for grandma kathy...



and even later, there was an attempt to get a picture of the four of us...

perhaps i should be more specific... a suitable picture of the four of us...

or perhaps, my initial statement was accurate...



yes, where is everybody?  a picture of the four of us... let's not aim for suitability just yet...

okay, goal number one met...

suitability...?  perhaps. what do you think william?

getting there...



wait.  pause for a silly photo...

okay.  it will have to do...