Even though it was a little overcast and wet, we decided to meet some friends at the park. We already had plans and a little weather wasn't going to stop us. It was actually beautiful.
Anyway, the kiddos ran about and had a good time being outdoors. Our friends brought their dogs. It is always good entertainment to watch kids and animals together. Other peoples kids, though. Not mine. Okay, Laila doesn't seem to have a problem so far. So, just not Nathan. Here's why:
It only took a minute for a small patch of hives to appear. This was a few minutes later after we walked to the car. The sad face is because he fell in a puddle and was SOAKED, which was our reason for leaving, not because he got licked.
Here's the close up. Look at the size of those bad boys!
This was after our short drive home. Seriously, click on the picture and see it full size. I think you can do that on my blog.
And this is after lunch and watching "Robots" while Laila was napping.
Poor kid!
But, it was inspiration for a new post.
And speaking of Nathan, there were some requests to know what the first most terrifying moment of my life was. It is not nearly as nail biting as Robert's story was, but it happened to me first so here we go....
We all know Nathan is allergic to a lot of things, dogs included. I don't normally shop at granola type stores, but you can't get soy yogurt at your local Albertson's. So, we stopped at Wild Oats to run in and get some soy yogurt real quick. I was VERY obviously pregnant with Laila and had my arms full of yogurt when Nathan decided he had some energy to burn off and RAN AWAY FROM ME! He wasn't trying to be naughty, he just got a sudden urge to run he couldn't ignore. So, he took off and I waddled after him as fast as I could. It ended up that everytime I made it to the end of one aisle, he had just ran to the opposite end of another. I was calling out for him and most certainly was
not using my indoor voice . Why a store full of people wouldn't step in and help, I have no idea.......you don't even want to get me started on that. They must have thought our antics were entertaining. Anyway, after a bunch of aisle swapping, we ended up on opposite sides of the check out lines. I could see him, but he wasn't paying attention, he was just zipping around trying to find me. Finally, some old man took pity and sort of herded him and pointed in my direction....he still wouldn't touch him. Then, he saw me and finally came to meet me. Right as we were meeting up these two ladies had just walked in and said, "Oh my gosh, is he yours? Did you know he just ran out the front doors and into the street?"
I wanted to smack them and say "why didn't you stop him??"
Anyway, no big deal, happens to mothers all the time.....but as any mother can imagine or has experienced, it is truly a terrifying moment in your life.
Potty training, which has its setbacks....(I didn't know it was possible to put shorts on THAT wrong!)
and its rewards!
Laila has shown all who will observe (in a restaurant, with friends from out of town) what good manners she has....
That slightly unrecognizable clump of food stuffed into my TV is piece of a Pop Tart. Take a wild guess who that came courtesy of?
I think this is what happens when kids watch too much TV. Their minds have been turned to mush so they throw blankets over their heads and run around.
after having his mind numbed from the TV, we had to fit in extra book time where possible...
and trying out our first real hairdo!
Literally!
