Doot. DOOT. Do-do-do-doot!

AL-VINNNNN!!!!!! 

This little loon keeps us on our toes these days. My favorite most recent quote was delivered a couple weeks ago when I was in the kitchen and said, "Whoops!  Sorry IV." as I bumped my belly into the counter. (We call the baby "I" "V" as in the Roman numeral for four but hadn't really explained it thoroughly to the boys) Augustine from the table says, "iBaby is getting so big and is ready to pop right out of there!"  Signs of the times I suppose. Here's to Apple's next cutting edge technology, ehhhh?!

Augustine wears his soccer jersey every other day.  It's starting to come apart a bit under the one armpit.  Lucky for me it's striped and I've considered sewing in additional panels on each side.  I blame the bishop. The Most Reverend George Murry commented after a Mass for Life at North Canton St. Paul, "Nice jersey.  I have one just like it.  It's my favorite team."  What three year old wouldn't be impressed by the attention of the kind, stately man that carries a staff and wears a cool hat?

The scarf, made by one of my students at Mother of God School in Gaithersburg, Maryland was a shorter lived trend, but Augustine does also gravitate toward striped socks that go up his legs and he calls soccer socks.

 
Since the end of the autumn season, he's also been quite enthusiastic about his footie pajamas.  For about ten nights straight he would exclaim, "My footie PJs!.  They don't need socks! Or a shirt! or Pants! Just underwear!"  Luke, the gallant older brother, during the switchover one evening said proudly, "You know what A-dust-tin?!?  When I grow up I'm going to invent footie PJs that already have the underwear in them too."

Luke wasn't so fond of the footie pajamas when he was a 3T and so Augustine has more than one set that are in great condition.  He's dubbed one pair his ice-skating pjs because the treads on the feet have worn off and he can slip slide around on certain floor surfaces.

Now that I've shared with you some of Augustine's most recent costumes we might as well take a time warp back to Halloween of 2014.  We dressed the boys up as the famous trio. And Pete fit the bill of Dave Seville.

 

I picked up the necessary colors in fleece and went to work without a pattern of any sort.  I made things up as I went along.  All went well except perhaps my attempts to make a turtleneck type look.  Luke was the guinea pig and there was some viewpoints, shrieking and ripping one might have found akin to giving birth.

Having invested such time and effort, though, we took every opportunity to celebrate the zany holiday.  We went to Boo at the Zoo in Akron, took Uncle Stevie and Aunt Sarah up on their invitation to explore their neighborhood and enjoy some great food and games complete with smoking punch bowl at their house afterward, and we paraded through the residence halls at Walsh University with a fierce football player, jovial banana, and an Incredible family that has since expanded.

Amidst the busy season of Augustine's birthday and Luke's feast day and crazy busy advising time at work, Halloween of 2015 snuck up on us. Although I was slated to manufacture likenesses of Curious George and company I simply threw in the towel and thanked the Lord for the warmer weather.  This meant Alvin and the Chipmunks made another appearance needing less bulky layers beneath to survive the festivities.  We ventured through Aunt Lisa's stomping grounds where Clement played up the Theodore role running from one house to the next devouring his treats along the way.  Grandma Angie also took the trio to a Halloween party at my cousin's place where they earned a prize for the get-up.

I'd best get my act together for this year as IV is added to the bunch and the costumes may not withstand the added inches and activities of their former wearers.

Any suggestions for famous foursomes?