Monday, July 28, 2008
On Sunday night, my aunt's friend graciously got tickets to the Frederick Keys game for us, "Uncle Tim," my two aunts, and a bunch of my cousins and their kids. It was the first time my boys had been to a baseball game. It started out a little rough with a meltdown because we couldn't ride the merry-go-round and a meltdown because I wasn't able to bring our snacks in, but things soon smoothed out. Alexander mooched ice tea, popcorn, peanuts, and ice cream from the aunts and cousins, drew in his program, blew bubbles, played with baseball cards, shook his (Daddy's) keys, ran up and down a hill, and generally ignored the entire baseball game while charming the family into giving him ever more food. I would be enormously surprised if any of the three little ones could even tell you who won the game. Alexander ran the bases with the two little cousins and their Daddy, and we even got to watch fireworks after the game. I am surprised that even Jack lasted through the entire event. We didn't get them both into bed until almost 10:00. It was good times, though. I'm sure we'll be returning in the future.
The video is slightly longer than those that I usually post- it is Alexander and his cousins running the bases. He is in blue shorts, a white striped shirt, and a blue baseball cap and is running with my cousin's husband in the white shirt with black sleeves and baseball cap. I pick Alexander up at home plate. Cousin Brendan is slightly ahead in the yellow shirt and Cousin Ryan is the smaller guy right alongside Alexander, wearing light blue.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I'm not sure if it's the new teeth, the crazy hair, or the maniacal smile that makes him now look like a raving lunatic, but I'm not sure which look I prefer!
Alexander: Jack is a street rat. Jack is a blockhead.
Alexander: Mommy! Some poop just came out of my butt and went in the potty!
Alexander: I am a big boy. I know how to do everything.
Me: What vegetable should we have with dinner tonight?
Alexander: Tweetie Bird.
Me: Tweetie Bird is not a vegetable! Look in the freezer. Which vegetable should we have?
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Today in the car on the way to another fabulous day at Cunningham Falls State Park:
Alexander (channeling me): Jack, if you keep doing that with the spoon, I'm going to have to take it away from you.
a little later:
Me (channeling the "parent" group consciousness): Alexander, do you want to go to the lake or do you want me to turn around and go home?
Alexander: Go to the lake.
Me: Then stop poking your brother.
and a little later still:
Alexander (channeling the "child mind"): Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?.....
And now, for a few translations from English to "Xanderese."
McDonald's= Old McDonald's
I forgot= I hadda forgot
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
Alexander and Jack celebrated their independence with a feast of Gerber Graduate Lil Crunchies, of which they can easily kill a whole can in one sitting. Total addicts. Alexander continued the celebration by taking some family portraits (the ones not of him). Is that really what we look like?! (I want to remind you of this drawing of "Uncle Tim," so that you can now compare it to the real thing (bottom right). I told you it was accurate! ;)
Anyway, last weekend I took the boys (by myself, I might add... not that anyone will be much impressed with me) up to PA to visit my grandmother, view the house my dad is planning to buy there, and attend an annual family reunion picnic. I want to go ahead and give some huge kudos to my friend Kara, who just returned from a month long driving trip across the country with her three and two year old boys. I believe she said that they traveled over 6,900 miles. I am in total awe, as I barely made it the 300 miles round trip to PA with my two boys. There was poop, there was crying, there was peeing, and there was even vomiting. There were cheesy hands smeared ALL over the backseat of the car. There were vows never to take my children anywhere again. And that's only the stuff that happened during the drive!
Drive aside, the family reunion was great. Jack and Alexander were very well behaved. There was a sand volleyball court that occupied Alexander for at least an hour. There was no shortage of relatives available to hold Jack while I ate yummy picnic food. Jack went peacefully to sleep not once but twice as I strolled him around the playground. I'm pretty sure that Alexander's favorite part was the "candy scramble." Have you ever heard of this before? It's pretty barbaric, really. Some crazy (but well-meaning) grown-up gets a bag of candy, throws it all over the grass while the children are held squirming by their parents, and then when the grown-up says, "go," the children all run out and grab up as much candy as they can. Does it surprise you that the grown-up who instigates this game is NOT one of the parents of these small children? ;)Alexander grabbed up a bouquet of lollipops and was pretty darn pleased with himself. And I am pretty darn pleased that in a few minutes, I can sneak downstairs and STEAL one of those lollipops after Xander goes to bed! WHOO HOO!