Friday, August 22, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
New School!
Our new school... hopefully until 7th grade.
This is the area Ethan et al. gets to come to everyday and pick, as a socialistic society, what they will all pretend for the day... Spacemen? Grocery Store? Japanese Tea House? I went in the other day and they were having a Mexican Fiesta complete with sombreros and flan. I hope they teach him some math one of these days or something. No- for real. He's been very happy there, so we are very happy as well.
I was going to take some more pictures, but he asked me to leave so he could go play instruments. I took my cue and put my camera away.
And... here's the newest picture of "Baby Pot Tart".. not the best pic in the world, but inside the bubble, theres a head, a torso, Pop Tart is hugging him/her self, then there's some legs. I wish I could really get to the bottom of what Ethan thinks Baby Pop Tart is. This is what we've gotten so far:
"Baby Pop Tart is in my belly. He is still growing. He's going to POP OUT! when I am three. He does not have arms. He is going to cry alot, I will not eat him."
Weirdo.
I think I should get accolates for TWO posts in ONE day. Shaun is going to Dallas next week, so I'll be alone with the toddler. Think of me.
I can handle it, Mother of the Year
This is the area Ethan et al. gets to come to everyday and pick, as a socialistic society, what they will all pretend for the day... Spacemen? Grocery Store? Japanese Tea House? I went in the other day and they were having a Mexican Fiesta complete with sombreros and flan. I hope they teach him some math one of these days or something. No- for real. He's been very happy there, so we are very happy as well.
I was going to take some more pictures, but he asked me to leave so he could go play instruments. I took my cue and put my camera away.
And... here's the newest picture of "Baby Pot Tart".. not the best pic in the world, but inside the bubble, theres a head, a torso, Pop Tart is hugging him/her self, then there's some legs. I wish I could really get to the bottom of what Ethan thinks Baby Pop Tart is. This is what we've gotten so far:
"Baby Pop Tart is in my belly. He is still growing. He's going to POP OUT! when I am three. He does not have arms. He is going to cry alot, I will not eat him."
Weirdo.
I think I should get accolates for TWO posts in ONE day. Shaun is going to Dallas next week, so I'll be alone with the toddler. Think of me.
I can handle it, Mother of the Year
Beach Bums
Hey everyone. These pictures are in the reverse order that I intended them, but I can't bear to re-do them.
We made our annual pilgrimage to the beach, where Nana and PawPaw always set us up for a nice vacation. PawPaw hauled off and bought a convertible Thunderbird, so the days of Nana's overpacking are over. She brought just the essentials, and we still had a great time.
Ethan split his time between Emily and Eli... but mostly Eli. They entertained eachother from sun-up to sun-down. Ethan brought all his sports equipment, and played t-ball with anyone who would participate. Unfortunately, he was only afraid of the water for one day, and then had to be tailed pretty closely so he wouldn't wander off to sea. Shaun caught more fish than I've ever seen him catch right out in the waves. We ate them last night, which was creepy, but I don't know why that should be creepier than eating a frozen fish rectangle out of plastic wrap... it was just weird seeing the fin in my kitchen. We froze them, people. They haven't been sitting out for a week. Anyway, anyway...
This was a mildy stressful vacation for me for multiple reasons: 1. I'm in pregnant chubby phase, so everyone who saw me in my bathing suit didn't know I was pregnant, and probably thought i had just eaten too many oreos.
2. I was in charge of logistically setting Rachel up for her surprise engagement. Oh, yeah... Rachy's gonna get married! She has this crush on this guy named Matt, and he surprised her on the beach and asked her to marry him. Way to go Matt!
Other than that, a stress-free week.
Let's see, what else. Ethan wanted to Boogie Board so much that I actually took him out in the waves to try. It was the most physically demanding feat I have ever tried. I finally convinced him that the orange blow-up pool was where the big boys boogied.
Hope everyone enjoys the pictures. Ethan started at his new school, The New School, when we got back... so that will be my next post. I picked him up the other day and they were having a Mexican Fiesta. I didn't hear them talking about anything specific, but when we asked him what he wanted for breakfast this morning, he said "I'd like a sausage biscuit... with NO SOUR CREAM!"
Later, E
We made our annual pilgrimage to the beach, where Nana and PawPaw always set us up for a nice vacation. PawPaw hauled off and bought a convertible Thunderbird, so the days of Nana's overpacking are over. She brought just the essentials, and we still had a great time.
Ethan split his time between Emily and Eli... but mostly Eli. They entertained eachother from sun-up to sun-down. Ethan brought all his sports equipment, and played t-ball with anyone who would participate. Unfortunately, he was only afraid of the water for one day, and then had to be tailed pretty closely so he wouldn't wander off to sea. Shaun caught more fish than I've ever seen him catch right out in the waves. We ate them last night, which was creepy, but I don't know why that should be creepier than eating a frozen fish rectangle out of plastic wrap... it was just weird seeing the fin in my kitchen. We froze them, people. They haven't been sitting out for a week. Anyway, anyway...
This was a mildy stressful vacation for me for multiple reasons: 1. I'm in pregnant chubby phase, so everyone who saw me in my bathing suit didn't know I was pregnant, and probably thought i had just eaten too many oreos.
2. I was in charge of logistically setting Rachel up for her surprise engagement. Oh, yeah... Rachy's gonna get married! She has this crush on this guy named Matt, and he surprised her on the beach and asked her to marry him. Way to go Matt!
Other than that, a stress-free week.
Let's see, what else. Ethan wanted to Boogie Board so much that I actually took him out in the waves to try. It was the most physically demanding feat I have ever tried. I finally convinced him that the orange blow-up pool was where the big boys boogied.
Hope everyone enjoys the pictures. Ethan started at his new school, The New School, when we got back... so that will be my next post. I picked him up the other day and they were having a Mexican Fiesta. I didn't hear them talking about anything specific, but when we asked him what he wanted for breakfast this morning, he said "I'd like a sausage biscuit... with NO SOUR CREAM!"
Later, E
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