Colored Arrows and some bonus trolls

Today, while we were walking home from preschool Jamison was explaining how he works. I guess he has arrows in his brain. When the arrow is blue, he is grumpy, red=happy, yellow=sad, green=nervous and orange=worried. Peter asked how he would feel if the arrow was purple or pink....i guess there are no emotions for those colors. Jamison said that his arrow is blue but after nap it will be red. I cant wait for it to be red....he is quite grumpy today.

Well...i would say momma's arrow is black...stressed out. The boys have been full of too much energy and it has been raining like cats and dogs so we have not been able to go outside as much as we would like. Peter has also found pleasure in getting every cheap shot in at Jamison and has been a down right bully at times. He is terrible. AND every sentence in this house begins with MOMMA. I asked the boys if they could start a sentence with out saying momma first...and now they go "Hey you, can I have a X" Not exactly what I meant...we are still working on that.

Jamison has been into making "creations" for his meals. So here he is enjoying Yogart cheerios, strawberries and a biscotti all mixed together. Maybe he will be better at trying new things...or should I say...eating what I cook.

The boys gross motor skills have been improving...so much is scares me. Now sure who is going to be the first one that breaks something...i am guessing Jamison.

On our continued troll hunt we headed to the Little Norway (it just opened for the season) to capture the last trolls (or so we thought). Nope, they are not hiding under the bridge like one would think.We think these are the "brothers" and I attemped to get the boys to pose just like the trolls but had no luck. The boys could not think of how Peter would be able to balance on Jamison's shoulders like that. While talking to the nice ladies there and telling them what we were up to one lady thought that there was another one on the lawns of Little Norway. So she was very nice and led us to this poor troll who was cracked in a storm. THEN (can it get any better) another lady gave us a lead to where another one was hiding. We have gone past this one many many times and never saw it. Can you see it? We had to stop and capture that one also! Peter thought this one was a little spooky.So for all of you that have been counting.... that is 20 Trolls (the brothers count as 1). We believe there is at least 1 more at the Mt Horeb Museum (yes, there is a whole museum devoted to Mount Horeb) but the museum is only open fri/sat from 10-4. Guess where we are going on friday. For the women of Women's Weekend who will be getting a card in the mail...there are 4 trolls not posted (not two like the card says). Find them, and a pitcher of beer is on me!