Lewis, I can only supposed in celebration of St. Patrick’s day, ate an absurd amount of broccoli the other night. And the aftermath was decidedly colorful (photo not included).

(photo from jessica)

Art and I spent a weekend there last summer (Jessica’s family cottage in Hancock, Wisconsin) and I’ve finally done a little edit on a video.

Art: "Papa, why do you always forget to put your seatbelt on?"

Ben: "I don't know, sometimes I guess I forget things."

Art: "Maybe that's just the way the people made you."

(Note to reader: papa does not always forget his seat belt. Just sometimes.)

Art goes to Willow, a pre-school in the basement of Ms. Jen’s house. It’s a wonderful, safe, creative place that Art (and his parents) loves. Ms. Jen has just started a new blog with updates as to what they’re doing (and eating). We’ll be peeling off some of her photos to post here from time to time, but you can also go and check it out for yourself:

We were at IKEA the other night and Art found the best possible thing, his friend Si (his parents were there shopping).

Loud elevator dancing.

“You put the Legos in here and it grinds them up.”

Art wanted to bring a bag of toys in the car with him the other day, so Lew insisted to carry a bag with stuff, too.

Last night’s “prayer vigil” for Bubbe, my mom and super grandma to the boys, was a blast. I must admit, I held a truly nervous part inside about outing her cancer to her friends but I’m glad we did it. She had a blast and seemed to enjoy ragging Ben about setting the whole thing up.

And set it up he did! He masterminded the whole thing, even stealing her address book from her purse so he could call her buddies. He enlisted my uncle Bob to get him into Restaurant Depot so he could buy 40 lbs of chicken wings for the party (even when Mom claimed she was too nauseous to eat she devoured some take-out wings Ben brought over one night) and then spent the better part of two afternoons prepping and BBQing (!) for the party. It was great!

Mom, I hope you got a good dose of love last night. Well, I’m sure you did, but I hope it strengthens your resolve to do everything you can to keep your cancer in check. Because we all love you dearly and want you here for as long as possible. Honestly. We have a lot of chickens wings left…