For the Sake of Blogging Something...

The winter thaw is beginning here on the North Coast.  Yeah, I realize by saying that I probably just jinxed it. 

Toughen up, peeps.  This is Cleveland. 

We're in the midst of transitioning into the busy spring season here in Poogieville.  Baseball for Henry.  Soccer for Caroline.  Potty training for Joey.  Daily blowouts for Will. 

Seriously, the kid literally has a green stripe on his back every day.

Mom is running around keeping everything in order.  I'm working on keeping everything in disarray.  It's busy.

For those interested in Willie's latest vitals, he's growing at a rate never-before-seen in the Holman house.  At two months, he's already shredding the previous weight and length records. 

I cried a small tear at the thought of being able to pass along my gold Swenson's coins to the only boy in the house -- other than me -- who may some day enjoy the fruited nectar of the Galley Boy.

At seven years of age, Henry still has never tasted a hamburger.  He refuses to eat them.

Weirdo.

On the flip side, he'll probably live until he's 125.

Don't know why you'd want to, but what the heck?  I applaud Henry's stubborn pursuit of perfection.  I'm sure he'll be a real hit at the Shady Acres Nursing Home in one hundred years.

After all, we know he's got some awesome dance moves.

Ladies?

Anyhoo.  I put together a few pictures that made me laugh hoping we could speed up the time until spring.  Enjoy!

Apparently, Joey thinks there are basketball buzzers at the Cleveland Zoo.

Will, you are named after the vagrant pictured in the barn jacket below.  Reaction.

One of my favorite pictures of all time.  Bill at the Browns tailgate in 2005.  Social anxiety disorder in full effect.  An instant classic.

One of the few New Year's parties when Erica was not with child or nursing one.  I like the contrast between my disgusting undershirt and Erica's well-laundered white blouse.  What a slob!

The Original Strawberry Shortcake.

Hilton Head Island - 2010.  Sunglasses optional.