Megan had a great time coloring eggs for Easter with Darin. Debbie gave her this cool "bug" egg coloring set. Poor Jake didn't get to participate because he was sick that day. He literally slept the entire day. Papa came over to drop off an Easter basket and he got to color an egg too. Woo hoo!
Our next door neighbor has a baby that's about 8 months old. Megan loves him (she actually loves all babies). Since they're renovating their house, we watched the baby for a couple of hours last Friday to give them a chance to pack (they're moving out for a couple of months). Here's the babysitter in action:
Jake has been taking a tumbling class at the Peterson Park Gymnastics Center and he LOVES it. They get to climb around on the equipment, jump on the trampoline, walk the balance beam, etc. In this particular photo, he's swinging on the "high bar" and kicking the bolster on the other side. The kicking is the best part. Whenever he sees this picture, he asks to go there:
Yesterday, the kids decided they wanted to have breakfast in bed......like Spongebob.
So, Jake is at the age where he says something really funny every day. And, the fact that he is not the least bit shy, makes it even funnier. A few of my latest Jake stories-
I usually take him to the grocery store after we drop Megan off at school and he likes to sit in the basket part of the cart. He pretends to drive the cart and when I turn into an aisle and there's another shopper there, he shouts "Look out!" It tends to take people by surprise. You'd think I was racing around the store in that cart. I then tell him that we shouldn't yell, "look out". We should say "Excuse me". So, now he screams, "Excuse me! Look out!". The old ladies at Jewel love him. Once we pass their cart in the aisle, he proceeds to engage them in conversation. He'll look right at them and say, "Who are you?" When they start to walk in the other direction, he says "where are you going?" Generally, it takes me a while to get through the store since Jake makes so many friends along the way.
The best grocery story I have took place a couple of weeks ago. I was at the check out and Jake had his back to the register, leaning over in the cart to reach something. He turned around, looked at the girl working the register and said, "Are you wooking at my butt?" She couldn't do anything but laugh. She then said, "Did you just say what I thought you said?" And he said, "You wanna see my underpants?" Yep, he showed her.
Oh - did I fail to mention that Jake is potty-trained? He's been out of diapers for about 4 weeks now - even at night. Nice!
Here's the last Jake tale and then I'll take a break. I had the kids at a restaurant for lunch one day. We were seated near the back and a relatively large woman walked past us on her way to her table. It was pretty quiet when Jake said, "She a fat wady". That was uncomfortable. There was no mistaking that one and I couldn't just turn and walk away. Ugh.
Here are some photos from the park yesterday. We're taking advantage of the sunshine!
Until next time.........
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