The Three Amigos

We are the Three Amigos!

Ever since Mason was small, Grandma Scott has been making him a Halloween costume for his birthday present. Since his younger brothers all have fall birthdays, they have also taken advantage of the deal. The costumes that Grandma makes are very intricate (as you can see in the photo above). This year for the Three Amigos costumes, Grandma made every piece of these costumes except for the white shirts and the sombreros. The boys learned a few lines from the movie, such as, "Tell us we will die like dogs." When the person then repeats that the Amigos will die like dogs, they then say, "No, we will not die like dogs. We will fight like lions." Except for Sam who would shorten it to, "Fight lions!" They boys also learned the Amigo salute.

I do have to admit that the response we got as we wandered about trick-or-treating made me feel a bit old. There were many people who didn't know what we were trying to do with the costumes, but the ones who did thought they were great. (My favorite person though, was the guy who realized that I was dressed as El Guapo.

Soccer update

Mason chases down a ball during his game today

Mason and Spencer both had soccer games again today, and both continue to do well. Mason's team played a tight game today. His team had more shots on goal, but the other team had a really good goalkeeper and so the end result was a tie. I decided to bring my camera so we could get some action shots of Mason playing.

Spencer's team struggled last week. They were playing a team with some strong, fast players who kept breaking free and scoring goals. Our kids would run down the field with the other team, but they wouldn't cut them off and they wouldn't steal the ball (other than Spencer, who was all over the field when he was playing). So this week for practice, I tried to work on having the kids be more aggressive and stealing the ball. Something clicked, because today when the team played their game, they destroyed their opponents. I stopped keeping score, but it must at least have been 15-0. Spencer may have scored seven or eight goals. We had kids scoring goals who had never scored before. Thanks for making me feel like a great coach, guys.


I know these aren't my kids, but the photo is pretty great, isn't it? I still have mad skills

Sam's big hair day

Look, Ma, I grew two inches last night

Sam's hair has never laid down flat. Nothing we do seems to matter. Water only works for a short time. Gel doesn't work. Hairspray doesn't work. No matter what we try, Sam's hair always ends up standing up on end. In fact, we tell when Sam needs a haircut by how far his hair stands up. (In case anyone is wondering, Sam's hair as it appears in this photo is about ready for a trim.) When Sam was younger, we spent a lot of time trying to comb his hair down, but amidst all our failures, we noticed that Sam was getting quite a bit of notoriety from his wild hair. So we saw the light and let Sam's hair be Sam's hair. Now we mostly just try to make sure he doesn't have bed head, otherwise he's good to go.

Things we will not buy

Sam sure thought that kid in the mirror was cute

Teressa has been in the process of doing some redecorating in the house. It started with the loft, and like a trail of dominoes, the effects were felt as far away as the living room. Teressa has been considering replacing the living room lamps, so when Cassie Schneider told her she had bought lamps for her house that would look perfect in ours, Teressa borrowed one to check it out. The first thing that we noticed about the lamps was the four mirrored sides. This makes it so that the lamp will match practically any room in the house, but it left me with one basic concern. It wasn't long before Sam proved my concerns well founded (thank goodness I'm not as paranoid as I thought). We found him licking the lamp and giving kisses to the reflection of that cute kid he could see. Now the lamp is covered with fingerprints, nose smudges and tongue marks. Guess we'll be sticking with the old lamps after all.

Spencer on call

Dr. Spencer Scott is seen here taking call with his medical equipment in hand

Spencer must have seen me taking call at work too many times, because he has decided to replicate the experience. He has gathered up the Fisher-Price doctors toys and is keeping it by his bedside tonight, just in case he needs to save a life. I just hope he sleeps better tonight while he is on call than I do sometimes when I am on call.