Just so you know…

This wasn't my idea.

And next time I ask Jay to get a movie for us to watch I’ll be more specific.

  Well I better run, I get to watch The Potty Movie tonight.  Jealous?  I know you are.

“fishing”

Ben has been talking about a fishing pole for months now.  Not sure how he got fishing into his head, but today we decided to reveal to him that we already had a fishing pole.  So, we went fishing. 

Can you tell he was excited?

 

Really excited!

Unfortunately we didn’t have beginners luck……..maybe next time we’ll use a hook.

Did I mention that his eyes are blue?  He’s gonna be a lady killer this one.  We even got some train watching in. 

   When the “fishing” was over he did not want to go.  Thus the pouty “I don’t want to go” face.

 

I’d say it was a successful “fishing” trip.  I’m sure we’ll do  more “fishing” tomorrow, we sure won’t forget since he’s reminded us about 1,000 times already.  Yay.

Olmstead Falls

 

Yesterday we braved the rain and set out on an adventure that ended at Olmstead Falls.  This is such a pretty park, in the middle of a cute town (quilt shop = cute town).  It used to be a sandstone quarry, so there are lots of big rocks and waterfalls.  You can walk way out onto the rocks and see where people have carved their names in the sandstone, the oldest name we found had the date 1882 next to it.  Ben loved it, and gave me some ultra cheesy smiles when I pointed the camera in his direction.  Which is always. 

 

He has a tear in his eye because I wouldn’t let him stab me in the face with the umbrella.  I’m the meanest Mom on the planet….pretty sure.

He can’t read.

Floating along

What can I say?  We’ve been busy.  Since my last post I’ve only taken 11 pictures.   Its shameful, and I’m not sure why I’ve taken the picture hiatus, but I’ve missed it.  Even though my card reader & hard drive have enjoyed a breather.   Tomorrow I’ll put them back to work. 

We’ve been enjoying the sun around here.  If parks could talk they would know us by name.   Ben has gladly climbed into bed at night, which is a good sign we are doing something right.  The other night he quietly went into his room, sat on the floor with his arms folded and said, “come on mommy, come on daddy.” He was ready for prayers, and bed.  He’s getting so big, and faking asleep in the below picture. 

More pictures to come this week.  Unless we’re at the park, then maybe next week.  

Memorial Day

On Memorial Day we hit 2 parades.  The 1st was the Broadview Heights parade.  It started at 9:00, and after a fire truck, dump truck, Miss Acorn and TONS of candy it was over by 9:15.  My kind of parade.  I’m pretty sure its the best parade I’ve ever been too.  Then Grandma took us to Burger King (can you tell?)  for french toast sticks. 

After breakfast we made our way to the Brecksville parade.  It was more like a “real”parade, with a marching band, floats and tractors.  It was quite the shin-dig and Ben loved it.   He got lots of candy thrown his way, but after a couple of times he got really smart and just asked the other kids for their candy.  And they gave it to him.  It was awesome, but we made him give it back……..after we picked out all the bubble gum and vanilla tootsie rolls.

Grandma Ginger’s Visit

Man I’m behind!  Grandma Ginger paid us  a visit a couple of weeks ago.  We had lots of fun visiting Amish Country, church sites, parks and Targets.  We’ve been so lucky to have visitors while we’ve been here, and Ben got to see ALL this grandparents in one week!  How lucky is that?  I’m pretty sure that has never happened. 

No visit to Ohio would be complete without a trip to Amish Country.  Grandma treated Ben to a pony ride, he wasn’t sure at first but afterwards he begged for more.  He needs a pony.  And a pooper scooper to clean up after it. 

Greedy goats.  I wish I had nothing to do but lay around and get fed all day.  There were brand new baby goats and pigs and all sorts of other fun animals to pet and feed and smell.  And I didn’t get a picture of this…..but the Amish girls that were taking care of the horses didn’t wear ANY shoes!  They were barefoot walking in all the poop….excuse me I mean….dung.  And they were teenagers, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have walked around in dung when I was a teenager.

The green door of the Kirtland Temple.  It was pretty inside, and still surprisingly original.  It was neat to learn more of the history.  While Jay and Ginger went on the tour of old town Kirtland I took Ben to a park.  The park had a swampy marshy poopy pond that Ben accidentally fell into.  So I had to carry my naked crying swampy marshy poopy pond boy to the bathrooms and attempt to clean swamp goo out of his cracks.  It was gross. I wish I had a picture.

Thanks for visiting us Grandma!  We loved having you and we can’t wait to see you soon!