That time when Solomon used his $5 Target gift card he received from one of his aunts for his Gotcha Day to purchase a real hammer, Air Head Xtremes and a slinky which had already gone missing at the time of this photo.  A)  He debated hard between the hammer and a screwdriver, but the hammer won out when it was discovered there are multiple different sized screwdrivers tucked away nicely in the handle of the hammer like nesting dolls.  Score.  B)  Sol chose the Air Head Xtremes so he could share.  Be still my heart.  They are delicious, but most definitely made of only things which would probably slowly kill us over time or completely erode the lining of our stomachs.  I took my chances.  And C)  The slinky is no where to be found.  We have all agreed this is probably Amon’s fault and it’s also probably a hot mess anyways.

Then the next day as I watched Huddy eagerly run towards the neighbor’s house yelling at their kids:

Huddy:  Hey you guys, Sol got a real hammer.

Neighbor Kids:  A what?

Huddy:  A real hammer.

{Insert possible look of terror on neighbor kid’s parents faces.}

That’s when I hear Josh Kelley yell from inside the house, “Nothing says don’t come over to play at our house like…”  And I lost it.  He’s so right.  #parentsoftheyear

Oh and Sol found his slinky.  And it’s a hot mess like I thought it might be.  Slinky’s have zero chance of survival in our house.  Zero.

Happy Tuesday.