Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Is it Halloween Yet?

For weeks we've been counting down to Halloween with Julia. She is so excited and happily wears her spider costume whenever the opportunity presents itself. This morning she woke and we told her that it was finally Halloween and she was so happy she gasped! Then on the way to school she kept asking me if it was Halloween yet. She was confused because she thought Halloween was the trick or treating part only. So she kept saying that Halloween would be tonight, after school when it was dark.

I took Julia and Brendan out for trick or treating. She had such a great time and did a great job of saying "Trick or Treat!" and "Thank You!"

One funny thing, we went to our very nice next door neighbors first. She knocked on their door and before they could get there kept saying "Trick or Treat!" but when they opened the door she said "I want some candy." Agh! :-)

The Happiest Spider

The Spider and the Webb

What? There's Something on My Head?

Soapy Boy


Julia has so much fun dressing her brother up in soap suds.

Hello!

I Will Eat You!

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Columbus Day at the Zoo




The weather was great, the animals cooperated. It was a good day. Check out the bottom left of the last photo. It's the baby panda.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Corolla 2006

Each year we go to the beach with the Parsons. I'm not sure when we started going together but it started before any of us had kids. So it's been a while. So, each year we go...except last year. AM and I were both too pregnant to go that far. It had been two years since we'd been away and we'll never go that long again without some sort of getaway.

This year we went with the Parsons and Adamsons, which meant that there were 6 adults, 1 toddler and 3 infants. Although the weather wasn't terribly cooperative, because of Hurricane Ernesto making trouble in Bermuda, we still had a really great time. As Andrew put it, "it was a great group to have cabin fever with." The baby boys all seemed to have a good time checking out each other's toys and although at this age they're only suppposed to engage in "parallel play" we did see some interaction amongst the little guys.

It seemed like most of the days were spent fitting in beach time between the many meals and naps but we enjoyed great company, tasty food, spending time at the "seaside" and breathing that ocean air. We all agreed that there's something about that air that made us all sleep better. Except when poor Grant got his ear infection.

That said, we did make several opportunities for each other to swim in the surf, the pool at the house and then hang in the hot tub with drinks when the babes were asleep. Very nice.

Julia loved the "big waves" and the "hot tub pool" where there was a green frog who would hang out underneath the cover. We named him "Frank Frog." Although she couldn't go in too far and always had to hold our hands, because of the rough surf, she is such a beach girl. She loves playing in the water and the sand and at night we would take a flashlight and have fun with the ghost crabs. Andy would pick one up occasionally and we would touch it. Very fun.

Since we have beaches at the lake in our neighborhood it gets confusing to talk to her about the beach and "the beach." One of her favorite books is "The Velveteen Rabbit." In it, the little boy gets sick and goes to "the seaside" to recover. Thus, Corolla to her is the "seaside" and "the beach" is down the street.

Busy Days - Sleepy Nights


Headed Down to the Surf

Beach Time with Daddy

The Three Boys

Here's a photo of the guys at the table. AM is marching in the back, I think with Julia, to a song about marching and dinosaurs. I bet in a few years the boys will be in the same position, playing cards.

Ocean Air - Ocean Hair

Beach Boy


Brendan always wants to move. It doesn't matter that the sand isn't soft and once in a while his knee would land on top of a sharp shell. He would crawl and then eat sand, then crawl more and eat more. I let him for a bit thinking that he'd realize that the sand doesn't taste good. He didn't.

A Nice Figure Eight

I love this photo. It shows his trail. Coming straight from the right, then he did a figure eight, then came towards me and then back to do the figure eight again. I'm not sure if he was following his tracks on purpose but I love how the sun highlights his path.

My Beach Babes