If I were to ever fulfill my goal of being a regular blogger, I would dedicate one day a week to sharing Bubbie humor with you. He provides an abundance of material.

Jim recently browsed through the photos on his iPad and found these.

Peter and Jeremy just came in from playing a game of two-hand-touch in the front yard. Whenever they play together, Peter mercifully allows Jeremy to score just enough touchdowns to keep Jeremy in the game. But Peter also always ends up scoring more than his brother.

This does not go over well with the little guy.

Jeremy walked in the house this afternoon, crying angry tears. He yelled out to Peter, “The first shall be last, so I WIN!” Maybe not exactly what Jesus had in mind when He taught the disciples this important lesson, but I’m confident that Jeremy’s understanding will grow.

Some pictures of our life when our noses aren’t in the books. Did I mention it’s football season?

Nolan and Nathan are finally home after an extended stay in the hospital. We praise God that they are healthy and in their own beds!

For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139)

The season when much of my parenting (don’t hit, don’t push, be gentle, treat others the way you want to be treated…) gets thrown out the window when they step on the field. It’s also the season when the boys learn how to be part of a team, how to excel in their role even if they’re not the superstar, how to persevere through trial.

Football. One of the many reasons I love having boys. The Chiefs’ season opener was first.

They played well and won the game!

Some poses between games.

The Chick-fil-a cow visited the field. He was a kid magnet.

I turned and saw a gang of little kids running toward me, and couldn’t help but think of Sesame Street.

After a team pose with the cow, it was game time for the Saints.

Ruthie helped plan some of the plays.

The Saints played well and marched on to victory!

After reading about our family game night, you may have observed that the boys tend to pair up for competition – #1 vs. #2 and #3 vs. #4. Perhaps you’re wondering about Ruthie’s competitor. Well, sometimes it’s the dog, as shown in this video.

Jake is suspending a toy duck from the upstairs hallway, and Molly is jumping for it. Though I’m not sure Ruthie really understands the game, she decides to jump along with Molly. They have about the same vertical.

Around here, everything is a competition–from who can eat the fastest and the most, to who can get Ruthie to stop crying first. So when we pulled out the Twister and proposed a double-elimination tournament among family members, the boys were all over it.

Jake and Derek were up first.

As these two get older and stronger, the competition surely becomes more intense. I have memories of Derek “weswewing” Jake to the ground almost a decade ago. Then, it was cute and harmless. Now, they leave an impression on one another.

As usual, Ruthie provided some comedic relief in her dalmatian get-up.

After the half-time show,

Peter and Jeremy went head-to-head.

Jeremy, being the youngest male, becomes quite emotional when he senses that a loss is at hand. But he held his own until the end.

Another fun family game night.