Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
RIGHT: Arrive early. Better weather, better parking, better to not skip lunch (and definitely better than paying for lunch at the zoo!)
WRONG: Don't pack enough snacks. Lunch is a loooong ways away, and fruit snacks just don't cut the mustard.
RIGHT: Decide what you do and do not need before you go in, and empty your bag accordingly. We applied sunscreen before we left, so the bottle stayed in the car. It was already warming up, so the sweater did, too.
WRONG: Don't decide you don't need diapers. You DO.
ALSO WRONG: Don't bring the things you DO need in a purse. Bring a backpack, it's nice to have both hands free.
RIGHT: Knowing that walking is great exercise (and is great for wearing kids out for naps), and deciding Patrick should walk around the park himself instead of dragging my huge stroller around with me, or paying to rent one.
WRONG: Thinking this "walking" thing will pan out. I walked, he clung on to me like a spider monkey. It was all I could do to get him to get off me long enough to take a picture of him. My back huuuuuuurrrrrts!
RIGHT: Knowing when to get out. I'm all for getting your money's worth, but don't push it - you don't want to end the day with memories of overwrought toddler tantrums! So even though we missed the fish and snake exhibits, which I knew he would normally love, I knew neither of us would love it by the time 1:00 rolled around and those fruit snacks were long gone. Next time!
We saw some wonderful stuff, though - most of the animals were out and active! This grizzly bear was captured near where Joe is hunting this weekend.
Next time I think we'll still leave the stroller at home, but I'm taking Joe! He can carry Patrick a lot longer than I can. I'll be the one with the backpack :)
Friday, September 25, 2009
*Why would someone have 24 sleepers, for crying out loud? Well, lots were presents, lots were hand-me-downs, and lots were poor judgement on my part as to how long a newborn stays in 0-3 month clothing. Still, I feel that it's 99% unnecessary to put an outfit on anyone under 3 months old (the 1% is church and sheer satisfaction of seeing the cute outfit you were gifted on the baby for at least 5 minutes before they poop on it).
Monday, September 21, 2009
Close! At least everyone's on the bench...
Espen slowed down and Amelia calmed down for a nice snuggly hug. Awwwww :)
But watch out! Crazy Grandma is trying to eat Amelia! And Amelia's trying to eat grandma! Quick, find these girls a snack!
Grandma gives up, but Amelia seems to have acquired a taste for sweaters.
If you won't move I'll just have to SIT on you! And you don't know where this diaper has been...
Sometimes Espen won and could bounce to his heart's content
Sometimes Kalena won and busted out her celebratory supermodel poses.
Here's one proud grandma! She thought this day might never come, much less come in such an adorable package.
Two proud parents, plus one tired baby. Good work, Kari and Jonathan!
Two parents and two proud grandparents; Jonathan's mom and step-dad were able to visit for the weekend as well (though they didn't stay in the House of Craziness like the rest of us).
All in all, it was really an incredible weekend! Good thing more babies are on the queue so we can do it again soon! Haha!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
-Working on words. So far he says hot, hi, bye, mama, dada, gamma (like grandma, not like gamma rays), all done, and one. We get a kick out of every single word!
-Reading books - preferrably anything with animals or trucks, but Hop on Pop is one of his favorites, too.
-Shutting doors. That game could last hours... unless mom fails to re-open the door. TRAGEDY.
-Peek-a-boo in his close; since it's a sliding door he can work, this game really could last for hours!
-Unloading - pots and pans are the best, but the fridge door is pretty good, too.
-Stacking, which is best after unloading the fridge. If you ever need your salad dressing on top of your miracle whip on top of your butter, you know who to call.
-Taking care of his toys - he likes to feed them during mealtimes and snacks (even if the toy is an airplane; I guess they get hungry, too) and put them down for naps.
-Mowing the lawn - he wants to do this EVERY DAY... and most nights.
-Watching his favorite flicks. His new monster truck videos rank REALLY high up there!
-Perfecting his tantrums, a highly necessary skill as a toddler. I LOVE his tantrums, especially in public - they make me feel like I'm an awesome parent who totally knows what they're doing... HAAAAAAAA! Not. Mostly I ignore when possible, reprimand when necessary - is that the right philosophy?
-Sticking to an all-liquid diet as best he can. We think he prefers his nutrition from a straw cup because he's an on-the-go guy and smoothies are portable, or maybe because his new-tooth-per-day hurts to chew on, or maybe because I just make awesome smoothies (that's it, right?), but it is really a chore to get him to sit down and eat a meal. We tackle the chore at least 3 times a day every day, but he's still pretty sure meals were meant to be blended.
-"Driving" dad's car in the driveway. Mom's is a distant second; I think it's because dad's is RED and mine is gray. All red cars prompt "dada?" and "brrrrm, brrrrm!" but he could care less about the gray ones :(
-Being crazy and (to me, at least) devilishly charming. I can't help but love him :)
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
This weekend was awesome since it was one of the longer short visits - we actually ate more than one meal together! While Elsha and my dad took care of her errands, the cousins took a quick dip.
Patrick watered Kalena, Kalena watered the lawn.
Working together to fill up that cup! Trickier than it seems, it seems....
Explaining the inner workings of the hose
Enjoying refreshing hose water yet again.
Kalena was so busy "working" she hardly had time to look up for the camera.
Of course, no pictures of my dad or Elsha; adults seem a lot less willing to be photographed (especially with Elsha's infected Quasimodo eye). Next time!