i could use my poop-con...{MAX}

Sometimes I wonder, do little boys ever grow up to be old enough to not mix words around and say funny things?

A few days ago we were all in the car.  Max was busy yapping to us about Legos, which he is in love with!  He was trying to tell us that he wanted to buy some new Legos with his own money.  He then told Brad and I…”I could use my poop-con.”

Although Brad and I both knew he was trying to say coupon, we couldn’t stop laughing.  Poop-con came right out of his mouth as if it was the most natural word in his vocab.  (If we didn’t start to laugh, I am not even sure he would have realized what he said.) 

I hope Max never gets too old!

you should blog your tulips...{BRAD}

Ask, and you shall receive.  Well the Kutz family asked for a better climate than Duluth MN, and boy did we receive.  I often remember spending Easter at my grandma Leppla’s house running around bare foot in the grass with my cousins, stopping only for a peep or to pick some lilacs.  Well today our whole family was able to feel the cool grass between our toes as we hunted for eggs.  Today was in the 80s, warm and sunny. 

Another added benefit of living in PA is the deer population.  Now before you plant lovers out there accuse me of losing my mind let me state that the benefit is the lack of deer.  We have such a small deer population here that my plants have not only survived but also flourished.

 We are able to experience gardening fetes never seen in Duluth, such as tulips.  Ya…sure…it isn’t the cold that always kept us from seeing our bulbs bloom each spring.  Oh no, it was the deer.  As we pulled out of the driveway this morning on our way to church Brad says to me…”you should blog your tulips.”  I asked him why.  (Although I love tulips, that isn’t the type of exciting material that I usually put on the blog.)  His reply, “in our married life we have planted tulips every year at every house, and this is the first time I have actually see them bloom.”

number 36, for slashing...{LACROSSE REF}

Lacrosse season is well underway, and again Max loves every minute of it.  Being one of the youngest on the team, Max is learning that he needs to be a bit more aggressive. 

The coaching staff has started to teach to team to “poke” a little bit more at the other team.  Of course during the game, when excitement is running high, the coaches will shout out “poke check”, reminding the players to give the opponent a good poke with their lacrosse stick.  (this is a legal move that causes the player to drop the ball)  Max being a rule follower, does just want the coaches say…except, this time the excitement was a little too much for our Max. 

Max was called for his first penalty.  He wound up and gave the opponent a great big whack.  (which is not legal)  That’s right, our little number 36 was called for slashing! He had to sit 2 minutes on the bench before returning to the game.  (much like a penalty box in hockey)

Oddly, Brad and I were a bit proud to see our little guy be such a big boy.  Now we just have to get him to keep it legal! 

this isn't an April Fool's joke, this phone call is real...{DR.WEINBERG}

Our house usually doesn’t celebrate April Fool’s Day…but this year was different!

At 6:00 a.m. I received the strangest text, 2 hour late start today.  I thought that surly Brad had gone crazy or was playing a joke on me.  I texted him back asking if there was a little ice on the road from all of last night’s rain?  (ha ha ha)  I quickly got a reply back with one dreaded word that explained it all…SNOW.

What?  That is right, we had 3 inches of snow on the ground.  I really thought for one moment that maybe I had dreamed this last year, and I was really still living in Duluth. 

At 6:30 I received a phone call confirming Brad’s text.  Dr. Weinberg, our superintendent, sent out a global phone message stating that school would be 2 hours late this morning.  His parting statement, “this isn’t a April Fool’s joke, this phone call is real!”