In early August, Papa had the pleasure of playing with Liza in Boulder, Colorado, for an all ages show. Eban was so excited and even brought his own guitar so he could play. Well, it didn’t work out so well as Eban wanted to crash the stage. Jack was fine, but our little artist wasn’t happy being in the audience. Check out the below picture of Eban attempting to crash the stage.
Eban also went on a “floatie” behind the Rehm’s speedboat this summer. 
I thought he’d be scared but he was crammed in between Megan and Avery and did wonderfully going around the lake 6 times or so.I didn’t have my camera but I had my camera after he got off with the girls hugging him as he was so brave!
Grandpa Morgan and I took the boys to Tiny Town up past Morrison, Colorado, one weekend in August. 
They loved the train (go figure) and loved peering into all the little homes/businesses they have at eye level for the kids. We had to leave on a whim as Eban wouldn’t stop going into the Tiny Town store and yelling, “I want that!” 
So I eventually had to put him in a football hold and walk him and Jack out of there. Poor Jack was guilty by association and had to leave the fun but Eban didn’t understand why he just couldn’t have the toys he wanted from the store. Grandpa understood why we had to leave so soon, but I want to teach these kids parameters and respect. Hopefully they’ll understand this sooner rather than later!
Grandpa left us and we headed up the mountain a bit more as a colleague of mine lives up there on some land. We showed up to be greeted by two goats. 
Then the fun began and Eban was able to help Vinnie bring his llamas in from the pasture. 
The llamas weren’t interested in me whatsoever - - they were completely intrigued by the boys. Eban ventured out to the llamas with no problem, but Jack stayed near me and talked about the big dogs. I kept explaining to Jack that they were llamas and not dogs. I don’t know if he ever got it. It was a fun little outing!
Did I tell you about Eban’s mouth and our neighbors? I can’t remember if I did so I’ll tell you these two stories which showcase what we’re in for with Eban. This summer, our neighbors were riding their bikes and Eban and Jack were riding their little bikes. We all stopped to chat and Eban cocked his head to the side and told our six-year old neighbor that she should take off her helmet because she’s prettier without it. I could have passed out I was so embarrassed.
On another bike riding day, Eban fell off his Hot Wheels bike into our yard in front of another girl. So as we were walking to him he told us he was okay. But he continued laying in the yard all sprawled out. As we got closer and the girl got further away, we asked him what he was doing. He proudly looked up at us and said he was showing off. We repeated incredulously, “You were showing off??” And he smiled broadly and said, “YES, and she LOVED it!” Another moment where we realized we are going to be in trouble in the future.
Jack functions as a mini-me of Eban. He repeats his words, repeats his actions, and repeats his facial expressions. Jack is slowly not using his pacifier as much which is great and he’s becoming more verbal. He now understands the “MINE” game which all parents know. The fighting that ensues after the word “mine” is impressive for two young boys. I envision many broken things in my future thanks to their thick-headed “mine” games.
