Saturday, May 24, 2014

Phone dump Friday...on a Saturday night

Because even though I REALLY want to do better at recording our crazy lives, I'm still sucking at it. :-)

This baby loves him some bubbles!

It only took {almost} two years, but he finally has his name on his wall! {it's hanging now, too!}

G played hooky one day at the beginning of April so we could spend the day in dc at the museum of natural history before the dinosaur exhibit closed for 5 years. 

After the museum and a picnic on the mall, we stopped by daddy's work and played a little dress up . . .

. . .did a little partition jumping . . . 

. . . And then even convinced Daddy to come home with us!

And because I was determined to get it done before he was 2, Es mommy-made blanket is finally done. The big boys' are crocheted, but I'd found a jelly roll on sale so decided to try my hand a quilting. A quilter I am not although I do love the outcome.  

We went to the park for our weekly play/sanity date and took a walk. This happened:

And then we rode home like this:

We celebrated our non-Hispanic heritage with a lovely little concoction:

We've "helped" daddy clean the van,

played some ball under the lights like the big kids,

We've taken some selfies,

and done some pants-less dancing.  With rain boots, of course. 

We've started living in the backyard again and even had a couple days it was too hot to do anything but play in water:

We've read books and shared our "mulk" with the babies:

We went to dinner with Uncle Allan and are crab cakes:

We still model our ski helmets,

talked to cows,

grew moustaches,

played with friends,

blew bubbles,

were threatened not to teach E new tricks,

broke out Christmas presents,

and have been quite distraught because yesterday "". 
In case you don't speak 2, that translates into "the Elmo balloon aunt Shannon got me for my birthday flew up in the sky because I carried it outside and let go."

Life lesson 1, in the books. 

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