Wesley has graduated from the world of nodding and shaking his head to almost exclusively using "yah" and "nooo." We still think it's adorable and funny, but we're not naive enough to think it will always be adorable and funny. So, while it's still cute, enjoy Wesley practicing "no."
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
As Wesley begins to express himself in somewhat clearer ways, we are trying to capture a few of those moments on video. This particular day I was trying to record him saying "hello." Little did I know I would document such a terrible fate for our friend Penguin Puppet. The worst is that, after being discarded by the very person that made him come to life, Penguin Puppet was then tossed around by a baby! A baby who, I might add, received several kisses from Penguin Puppet just moments earlier.
Monday, September 21, 2009
The funny thing is that I took this picture in the middle of the afternoon on the 4th of July while a boat parade was driving by and a rowdy water baloon fight was going on overhead. But you'd never know from this perspective.
It's that way in life too. If I start to pay attention to the "rowdiness" of life, I miss out on the peace God has to offer. If we cry out to Him, He will "calm the storm to a whisper" and what we'll be left with is a life focused on Him. A life in which we can submit to His will as He guides us to our "desired haven."
Sunday, September 20, 2009
The farm is deep into the zoo so we had to see some of the other exhibits before heading out to look at cows. The newest feature is a playground that reflects many of the characteristics of Minnesota; fishing, the north shore, bears (really? I didn't know Minnesota was known for bears) and mosquitoes (there is a 5-foot tall mosquito that the kids can climb on...only in Minnesota).
Jack practiced casting.
It's a bear!!!!!
The strawberry birds return.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
We explored the animal barns. We all thought the bleeting sheep were pretty funny (and loud!) and loved seeing the week old piglets. The cow barn was full of traffic with people bringing a new round of animals (is that what it's called? a new round? I apologize to my farming family who actually knows about all that stuff - I just make it up). As much as we wanted to experience the Miracle of Life, the barn was packed from wall to wall and it was impossible (actually, impossible doesn't even begin to describe it) to follow a man and his three-year-old while pushing a double stroller. So we went in one door and immediately got in line to leave through the next closest door.
We had to stop and watch the water at Ye Old Mill. Maybe next year we'll all get in one of those little boats.
And of course we hit the Kidway. Jack got the first ride - a "buggy" (interpretation: 4-wheeler). Wesley was too short.
We found one that Wes could ride. He did smile part of the time. I just didn't catch it.
Last year when Jack and I went to the fair we just walked by the Kidway and saw bumper boats. He remembered seeing them last year and insisted on riding this year. Again, Wesley was too little. Maybe next year, Wes.
One more ride for both boys. Wes was having fun "beeping" the horn (if you can call such an obnoxious noise "beeping"). Jack - Mr. Serious - was concentrating on his driving.
Four rides and $20 (yes $20!) later we headed across the street and found this display:
What about now?
Okay, okay. Guessing game is over. We spent at least 30 minutes "driving" Bobcats. The boys had to try them all.
The funny thing is that this display was about 20 feet away and they had no interest in playing there.
We wrapped up our fair trip by watching Garage Logic for about 45 minutes. I think this is what convinced Sean that the fair isn't so bad and that he could maybe go back next year.
Our children weren't quite as entertained as Sean was.
In the true spirit of "getting together," Jack turned the camera on all of those that had "gotten together."
A very close up of "Daddy"
Monday, September 7, 2009
I wonder if the Duggars implement such time-saving techniques in their soon-to-be 21 person family.
Anyway...this post happens to be about the babies, neither of whom look much like babies anymore...sniff, sniff (will someone get me a tissue please?).
"Like this, watch"
I would just like to assure everyone that the fact that Elise's sippy cup matches her dress is purely coincidental. Child-group references don't save that much time.