Spencer and Alexander

The Wolf brothers. Sounds scary, but they're actually the two cutest boys I've ever met. Their parents, Drewry and Andrew (insert comment here), love the Oscars and movies. Every year they have an Oscar party and I've invited myself this year. But in order for them to fully appreciate whoever wins, they have to see all the movies first. So Saturday night was a double feature night. They saw Munich and Memoirs of a Geisha. They said Memoirs was better, mostly because Munich was a bit too long and was just repetitive beyond belief. I think that was the point of the film... that it never really ends. But it's a hard translation.

Anyway, I stayed home with the boys.







This is Spencer, concentrating on Toy Story 2. It was adorable. He kept saying he couldn't watch the whole movie because he was sick. But Drewry didn't say anything to me before she left. But then he would cough, like the fake cough. So I asked him to come sit by me. And he kept bouncing his head off the sofa. Well, a couple of times, his head hit my shoulder dead on. Hurt me, but didn't hurt him. He just sorta giggled until I asked him to stop.












This is Alexander. I specifically asked him to smile. He kept pointing the gun at the camera and it hid his face. I had to explain that to him, otherwise he would have shot up my lens. Not that it's real. I think he was using it as a laser beam anyway, which doesn't shoot anything. Or at least that's how he explained it to me.




There was another picture of Spencer, but I accidentally deleted it. It was a much cuter picture than the one above. The picture's on my laptop, which I'm not using right now. So, maybe I'll add it later.

But it was a good night. Well worth the $80 I got paid.