Thankfully, a shoe in the face made this day better.

Monday, B-rox had a mental breakdown and threw a shoe at his brother's face.

Up until then, I'd had some pretty hardcore anxiety about the upcoming school year.
I wasn't ready for summer to end, I wasn't ready for the drudgery of another school/soccer/school/gymnastics year, and I just wasn't ready to tick off another mark of proof that my baby boys are growing up.  

Then Kenny ended up with a bloody nose, thanks to said shoe - and all my anxiety flew away.

Favorite Food: Donuts
Favorite toy: Hotwheels
Favorite Song: Maroon 5's "Payphone"
Favorite Movie: Tinkerbell
Favorite book: Wayside School is Falling Down
Doesn't like: Missing Daddy while he's at work

Such a perfect expression for him.  

Favorite food: Hotdogs
Favorite Toy: Action Figures
Favorite Song: Adele's "Rumor has it"
Favorite Movie: Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone
Favorite Book: Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone
Doesn't like: When Daddy scores a goal in him in soccer

Big, giant, grown up boys. 

Thumbs up for school.
Though, Holdeezy cried when we had to say goodbye.  

So, bring it on school year.  We're ready.