Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Driving With a Buddy

Nick's been really into his car lately. He likes to jump in and drive around the living room. He has one of those cars like Fred Flintstone, where you make it move with your feet.  Sometimes he even gets into his car through the windows. He laughs when he slides out the bottom.




































You might notice that Nick brought a little friend along for the ride. Lately he's become rather attached to Elmo. Sometimes, in the mornings, Nick even shares his yogurt with Elmo.



















This morning Nick kept trying to put shoes on Elmo. First he tried his sneakers, but they wouldn't stay on. Then he tried my shoes. Elmo fit inside one of them, and Nick thought that was hilarious. "Shoe on Elmo!" he said, laughing uproariously.




































I love weekend mornings. I slept a good eleven hours and went downstairs to get a cup of coffee after 8 a.m. Nick shouted, "Mommy!" and wrapped his arms around my legs. There was no hurry to do anything or be anywhere. Now don't get me wrong, there are stressors. Nick dumped Greg's entire cup of coffee over, drew with sidewalk chalk on the hardwood floors, and chucked a bunch of his toys down the stairs. But relaxing with my family on a rainy Saturday morning is just where I want to be.  :)

Sunday, April 25, 2010

In some ways, boys are all the same. . .

. . . they love climbing on things, and sticking out their tongues.






















Slides are all well and good. . .





















. . . but climbing up them is even more cool.






















Little boys love to play with their toys, but a stick makes the best toy. If a little boy is holding a stick, it will always be used as a weapon. Nicholas used this particular stick to bang on the slide, the wood chips, and his daddy's left leg.























Nick was very sad that he couldn't spend the weekend outside due to the rain. In fact, except for a short walk with daddy today, he stayed inside all weekend. Poor guy kept saying "Outside!?" and then looking at us with his puppy dog eyes. He must've pointed towards the door a thousand times, and he is tall enough now to hang on the doorknob and try to turn it. I was kind of sad, too, because I couldn't work in the garden. Instead, I got the whole master bedroom, bathroom and closet cleaned (with help) and did what seemed like seven million loads of laundry.

Boring weekend, but I'm excited for dinner tonight. My husband is grilling us carne asada with peppers, green onions, and mushrooms over brown rice. He already made homemade guacamole. I love when Greg cooks from the Williams-Sonoma Mexican Cookbook. My mouth is watering already. I'll leave you with a video of Greg taking Nick down the slide.