We hate the fact that it is still light at bedtime. The following phrase is no longer persuasive:
"LOOK how DARK it is outside! Oh my, we better get to bed."
Daddy is home for a couple of days, so he took the boys out to run the Bismark after dinner last night.
Apparently at the edge of a pond that cars threaten to dive in to.
Awe, he even took pictures of cute baby ducks.
And a pretty cute kid.
You all were so well behaved at the motel breakfast we were complemented, even though I think you all ate 10 buckets of yogurt that morning and then threw them up later in the car.
Alida: If it were only this easy.
Kisses
Brian saved you. And then you crawled right back in there, didn't you?
Alida, the girl who would not sit still, has bonded with grandpa, the grandpa who would like nothing more than to just sit still with a grandgirl.
This is Brian and Lori's kitchen. It was clean when we arrived.
This is Brian and Lori's living room. It also was clean when we arrived.
When we couldn't find Elaine I had a couple of heart attacks here. We finally spotted her on the third level wandering around. I still have no idea how she got up there.
Back to work.
Alida so charmed grandad, he even did some cooking with her.
Nicholas: Mommy.
Saturday morning it was raining at home, but our friends to the South didn't have any. So it was an even better excuse to load up and go visit a rural area with plenty of space to run and play with new friends.
And we did a little work for them. Nicholas got these all the way back to the house without dropping either.
And in the middle of me with my back turned droning on and on about how Benjamin needs to learn that we aren't going to intervene every time he needs/wants something--as in his turn with the car--he simply dumped Nicholas over on his side to let him know it was now his turn. So um, yeah. You need to stand up for yourself Ben, but let's channel that a little differently next time.