March 27

We were sitting in the family room watching the A's opening game on TV this evening when Brady abruptly froze while eating a croissant. 

Once I figured out he was sitting completely still, I looked over at Adam and he too seemed puzzled. I started to ask Isaac --who'd been in the kitchen filling his water bottle-- if he knew why Brady was frozen, but it was then that I realized he too wasn't moving; he was standing with the bottle in one hand and the top in the other, staring into space.

It was very strange; they'd never spontaneously gone still.

I spent the next five minutes going back and forth between the boys, trying to get them to crack; saying funny things, blowing in their faces, that kind of thing. Eventually, (without moving, of course) Isaac called a truce (twice, since neither moved after the first attempt) and everything went back to normal as suddenly as the strangeness began.

I'm still not entirely sure what prompted the stand-off, but it provided a dose of unexpected entertainment for me. So today, I'm thankful for how much amusement my boys sometimes provide. They absolutely make life more interesting.