So the father/son evening wrestling has begun. Don't most people wrestle on carpet instead of the tile kitchen floor? Mason then decided it was time to play a version of Hide in the Dining Room only tonight is was Hide in the Bathroom. This proved to be a much more dangerous game...listen carefully around second 28.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
It just makes me laugh...
So I had to post it. This video is from Mason and Mommy's day at home when the car seat was with Andy.
Evening Fun
I think the happiest part of Mason's day is the moment his feet touch the driveway once we get home in the evening. He immediately takes off running to go pick flowers, gather acorns, point at the tractor and demand a ride as well as explore the fire shed, look for airplanes, relocate leaves and attempt to break into the barn.
The three of us enjoyed playing Mason's newest game which I call Hide in the Dining Room. It is a very complicated game and we played about twenty times.
Mason's bath toy additions have included a pumpkin and an old juice carton. Just trying to keep things new and exciting! It was a sad time for Mason when he was not allowed to play with my orange puff thing which I'm pretty sure he also thought was a pumpkin. Poor kid.


After Mason's bath we let him run a round for a bit upstairs without his diaper. Not a good idea. We found him peeing in our bedroom on the carpet.
The three of us enjoyed playing Mason's newest game which I call Hide in the Dining Room. It is a very complicated game and we played about twenty times.
Mason's bath toy additions have included a pumpkin and an old juice carton. Just trying to keep things new and exciting! It was a sad time for Mason when he was not allowed to play with my orange puff thing which I'm pretty sure he also thought was a pumpkin. Poor kid.
After Mason's bath we let him run a round for a bit upstairs without his diaper. Not a good idea. We found him peeing in our bedroom on the carpet.
Andy's Birthday
Was super fun! We had a nice weekend spending time with family at Jim's house in Basye (take a look at those pics! Haven't Jim and Andy come a long way with the house?!) and with Nancy in Sperryville for lunch on Sunday. Mason was a trooper at the restaurant and enjoyed sucking on a cloth napkin stuffed with an ice cube. It was the perfect fall weather weekend which would make anyone fall in love with Virginia.
Monday, October 19, 2009
One of those days...
This morning I turned the car on early because it was 31 degrees outside. I went back inside to wake up Mason and get him ready for the day. It was going to be a big day at work with a field trip. I still needed to organize my class into groups for the chaperons. Mason and I bundled up and walked out to the car only to realize that Mason's car seat was unfortunately in Andy's car...which was in Manassas...about 45 minutes away. The panic slowly started to creep in. "How am I going to get to work in time before the buses leave for our field trip?" "What am I suppose to do?!" I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!"
So I called Andy and there was no creep to the panic in his voice. It was immediate. "I just got to school! I've been out for two days and need to get things taken care of! I don't know what to do! #%@!"
Because I am usually a calm and logical person, the answer came with a lovely, serene feeling. I would take a personal day. YAY! It ended up being a gorgeous day and Mason and I have had a grand time playing outside. Here is some footage from our day.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Airplanes, socks and shoes
or rather "ocks" and "ews."
Our weekdays are pretty busy with work and playgrounds but we find time to enjoy the smaller things in life, like putting acorns in cups and rocks in ketchup bottles. Mason had the unfortunate experience today of learning that Mommy will under no circumstances let him walk into the street. There were tears. Lots of them. And the hiccup breathing but Mason was eventually distracted by reddish colored rocks that appeared to be quite fascinating.
We have an outdoor baby who wants nothing more than to have his butt in the grass, his toes in the dirt, and fingers wrapped around anything that grows out of the ground (including Gram's pretty flowers, sorry Nancy!).
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