Silly Games

Any time Eric plays a game on the iPad, the little dude asks if he's playing his silly game. Well, look who has a silly game of his own!

I had just wiped off the table from breakfast. That's why it looks so yucky, I promise!

Variation on a Theme

How would you like this guy to pour water all over you while you try to relax in the tub?

Yeah, she didn't really like it either.

We do manage to go whole days without horrifying this poor child, I promise!

She did it again!

I put the baby girl down on her stomach tonight while I went to wash my hands. As soon as I turned my back, I thought "I bet she rolled over." Sure enough, she was on her back and I missed it! So, I flipped her back on her belly and watched her like a hawk. She finally rolled over three more times-- so now I've seen it, too.

Here's a video of me being mean to her after she was so sweet to me.

In other news, we bought the little guy a real street hockey stick tonight. Now he won't have to run around with mittens and a baseball bat.

Girls in the house

It's fun being a dad. But I don't really know anything about little girls. As most of you know, I grew up in a house with all boys and Silly Goose came along as yet another male in my sphere so having baby girl stuff around is a little weird. Emily laughs at me all the time because I am mostly in charge of getting her dressed and I guess I don't do as fantastic a job as she expects. The poor little fuzzball ends up with a top from one outfit and a bottom from another.  If she's luck she gets socks. Every now and then I'll remember to put a bow in her hair.  At her age she is still fairly androgynous so a bow helps.

Well here is where a couple ended up tonight.

We haven't found a salon yet, so my hair is getting a little unruly.  I have discovered that the bows can be quite utilitarian while being a nice accessory. At least Fire Chief still wants to hang out.

Fuzzy got a bath tonight too so here is a cute picture of her in a newly handed down bath towel.

Groceries

I took the little dude to the grocery store by myself today, leaving the other two at home doing laundry. We had a really nice time. The little guy picked out which broccoli, pineapple, and cereal box we got, and he likes to throw the groceries on the belt at the checkout counter (literally throw them-- you have to have fast hands to beat him to the breakable stuff).

Anyway, the Kroger we go to has these adorable little carts that are just his size. It takes a lot of energy to keep him from crashing into the end-caps or the other shoppers, but he loves it. Sometimes he'll get going fast, get distracted, and stop to look at something while the cart goes careening away from him. Since I was alone with him and we just had a short list (ha!), I thought we'd just use the little cart. Well, we fit $75 worth of groceries into that little cart, including three half-gallons of milk, two cartons of OJ, cereal, crackers, deli meat, ice cream, bananas, and more. It was like a game of tetris trying to fit everything in that teeny tiny little cart. Next time I think we'll err on the side of caution and take a big one.

In conclusion, here's a completely unrelated picture:

Weekend!

This weekend, I hope you get to put your feet up and take a nap somewhere comfortable...

Wahoo!

He did it! The little guy skated for real today! See?
Not only that, he did it again! There's an open skate after the lessons, so we stayed an extra 20 minutes or so today to get in some more practice.

The little guy was thrilled with himself.

That's not food in his mouth, it was something on the glass.

His sister was not impressed.

BORING.