When I picked up Brennan from Karate last night, we had a very funny/interesting conversation. It went something like this:
Me: How was Karate?
Brennan: Fine. What's your name?
Me: Mom. What did you learn?
Brennan: We just practiced. What's your real name?
Me: You call me mom. When is your next stripe test?
Brennan: I don't know. Just tell me your real name!
Me: Janice. What's your real name?
Brennan: Brennan Gooberhead. What's your Quest?
Me: What's your quest???!?!
Brennan: It means "where are you going" (said in the tone that I must be the stupidest person in the world for not knowing that). So what's your quest mom?
Me: To make it home without going crazy!
So it turns out that Brennan has been watching Monty Python on our Apple TV. What will this child repeat next?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
And then there was One...
Yesterday morning, Brennan had his final basketball game of the season~ It also happened to be the Championship Game! As I've said before, Brennan's team isn't all that great: They have a few good players and the rest are there for the fun of it. Making it to the championship game was a stroke of luck (I know it sounds bad... but if you'd seen them play, you'd agree too). It didn't help that they were playing the very best team. Don's analogy was that we were the Islanders (really bad hockey team with little talent) and they were the Red Wings (great team with tons and tons of talent). The Gold Team has beaten them every time they played, and not just by a little. We're talking a blow-out! So it was expected to not win, which I think actually made the game better for the kids. They were less stressed about the game and more excited about just playing and getting a cool trophy while the other team was very serious and really wrapped up in the game. Because they were stressed and we were chill, the game wasn't a total killing: 29 to 18. Respectable. And Brennan got some great plays~ a really important rebound, a couple of jump balls, and some really good defensive moves. We were really proud of the way he played.
So now that Basketball, Swimming, and Boy Scouts (for the most part) are over, we are down to one activity for Brennan~ Karate, which will continue for the foreseeable future. The last 4 months have been hectic, but very enjoyable. Brennan's made some new friends and we've met some really wonderful people. I have learned my lesson though... we are not doing 4 activities at the same time again!
Friday, March 13, 2009
At Home With The Borcherts
As uninteresting as our lives are, we really just enjoy spending time at home with the boys. Here we are on a typical weekend: Don and Nolan are watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while Brennan is trying to make Ian laugh as I refrain from telling him to stop (I can't really tell if its torture or fun). I really love the down time with the family. Just being around each individual personality is so much fun!
Nolan's Picnic in the Pantry
Nolan has been very independent lately~ he doesn't want help with anything and he'd rather be by himself to play in his own space. While it has been nice not having to focus 24/7 on him, he has developed a rather bad habit of hiding when he's not being watched. First it was under Brennan's bed, then the guest bathroom, then the laundry room. His current favorite hiding place is the pantry.

One day last week, Nolan went into the pantry to get a coke (yes, it's still continuing). Instead of getting a coke to drink, Nolan got a Gatorade, which wasn't exactly what he wanted, so I offered him a cookie too. He took the drink and the cookie and put them on the stool in the pantry. After checking to make sure he was happy, I went to get Ian. About 5 minutes passed, when I noticed that it was really, really quiet. As any mother knows, silence=trouble. When I went to check on Nolan, he was sitting in the pantry with the door closed. I grabbed my camera because I thought it was cute that he was having his own picnic in the pantry. Apparently, he didn't want me there and shut the door in my face!

One day last week, Nolan went into the pantry to get a coke (yes, it's still continuing). Instead of getting a coke to drink, Nolan got a Gatorade, which wasn't exactly what he wanted, so I offered him a cookie too. He took the drink and the cookie and put them on the stool in the pantry. After checking to make sure he was happy, I went to get Ian. About 5 minutes passed, when I noticed that it was really, really quiet. As any mother knows, silence=trouble. When I went to check on Nolan, he was sitting in the pantry with the door closed. I grabbed my camera because I thought it was cute that he was having his own picnic in the pantry. Apparently, he didn't want me there and shut the door in my face!
Blue and Gold Banquet
Brennan is officially a Tiger Cub!
He received his award at the Blue and Gold Banquet Feb. 28th. In the days leading up to the banquet, I realized what mothers really do for their kids. Thursday night we spent the night constructing the cutest Tiki Tiger Scouts (see picture). It was a lot of work! Those silly things didn't want to glue together very well and the markers kept drying up... oh well, they turned out super cute! Friday night was a baking frenzy at our house. We had to make a cake to be auctioned off and make a shrimp salad to feed 150 people. Little did I realize what exactly that entailed. 6 hours later, I had a new respect for mothers.
Saturday was a lot of fun! The banquet started off with a slide show of all of the activities of the pack, many of which Brennan was in. Dinner was great~ I got a lot of compliments on my salad (thank you Elaine for the recipe). After some recognition's, it was finally time to present the scouts with their advancements. Brennan was very proud of his accomplishment of earning his Tiger Cub Badge along with his Tiger Cub Beads. Don had the joy of presenting him with his badge~ what a great father-son moment.
Although it was a lot of work prepping for the party (and I wasn't even in charge of much), it was an evening well spent with friends and family!
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