Monday, November 1, 2010
We started out the weekend like this:
Jake was carrying Evan to bed when Zachary got under his feet (kind of like a cat) which made Jake trip. Since he couldn't use his hands to break his fall he fell shoulder first full force into the wall, hence the massive hole! Luckily Evan and Jake were OK and our wall was the only thing with any serious injuries. Thankfully hubby is really handy and was able to repair the wall before the weekend was over.
The next day I took the boys to Spencer Farm to pick out pumpkins and mums. It was a beautiful day and we had a great time until I tried to load everything into my mid-size car. I hate to admit it, but it's really time for a minivan. I drove home with a 50 lb. bush of a mum in the passenger seat, 5 good sized mums in the trunk and both boys had pumpkins under their feet. Shortly into our trip home ladybugs started flying out of the mum and were all over my car. The boys were begging me to save them (the ladybugs not the boys) and had me open up all the windows to help them fly away. They didn't.
On Saturday we took the boys to Zoo Boo. Evan and Zach loved getting dressed up and trick or treating around the zoo. With the cooler temperatures that day the animals were more active and the boys were able to get up close and personal with the cheetahs.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
For a 4 year old this sounds more like a nightmare to me. Which reminds me of the first dream I can remember from my childhood. I must have been about Evan's age. I remember Ernie (from Sesame Street) wearing a sleep mask and then he bit me in the back. I woke up and remember physically feeling a pain in my back. Weird. I guess strange dreams run in the family.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
After the parade it was off to the zoo to see the new cheetah exhibit. The cheetah's were a little nervous in their new environment so this was the only picture we could get of them.
We all had a great time and look forward to going to the parade again next year.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
The other day on the way home from school I thought I heard Evan saying f*** then s*** over and over. Jake and I looked at each other like noooo it can't be our sweet little boy with such an awful potty mouth. Just as we were about to question Evan on where he learned such language it became very clear to us what he was trying to say. He was sounding out the word function. Why was he trying to say the word function? Not sure, but at that point I really didn't care, I was just glad that my little boy didn't have a mouth like a biker!