You crack MY up!

Funny little Emmett story...

We were sitting around the table eating dinner last night when Eric says to Emmett, "you crack me up." Emmett responds, "No Daddy, you crack my up." Eric repeats, "No, you crack ME up." Emmett retorts, "No, you crack MY up!"

And we all laughed.

A Lazy Sunday Afternoon

It was a wonderful Sunday! I realized this morning, as I was enticing Emmett to go to church because he can play with "choo choo trains", that I should probably also include learning about Jesus in the description of church! Now if only we could combine Jesus and "choo choo trains" in a Sunday school lesson, I think we'd have those 2 year olds totally hooked!

After church we played at the park for almost 2 hours! I got fried by somehow the kids aren't. I'm so relieved cause I'd feel horrible if they were as burned as I am. After naps we had some more outside playtime on our little patio.


Eisley's "outside" time ...
She LOVES those mesh bag teething/feeing things with ice cubes inside...
Emmett also eating ice cubes...
And now he's drinking....look closer...can you tell what that is?...

...yep, you guess it! Lemon juice. He opened the fridge and said, "I'm looking for something." I asked, "what are you looking for?" He paused, "hmmmm ... his!" as he pulled out the lemon juice. Then he got out a sippy cup and walked outside. He was pouring a little bit into the cup, taking a sip and then spitting it out. Sip, swish and repeat.

Then he discovered the slinky. Which he lovingly called "caterpillar" which cracks me up given his two last encounters with caterpillars (which I'd hyper link to my past blog stories if only I knew how). Also, that is an ice cube in his mouth, which he was also feeding to the slinky - I mean, caterpillar. He was putting it in one end and it would fall out the bottom.


Eisley was helping put together the new fan for her room...

And Emmett was jumping on Eisley's bed...

There's a new park in our neighborhood

We discovered that we can walk to the new park that was just put in on the other side of highway 212. There's a path that goes under the highway. It's really fun! Here are pictures from our trek.

Eric triked the whole way!
Eisley was loving it!
Doesn't he look as happy as can be?
Eisley and I going down the slide.
Action shot!
Emmett was wearing big boy underwear and so we were really worried there would be an accident. A bit before this picture was taken, Eric took Emmett over the tree so that he could try to go potty (don't worry, no one else was at the park). Emmett said he didn't have to go and he didn't go. A little while later he walked away, towards the tree. I told Eric, "can you please go help him!" So, this is a picture of Eric running after Emmett. He's so cute - they both are!
This was a really fun spinning thing...
Emmett looking at the caterpillar. I have a little video that I may upload later. Yes, he was still scared of it!
This morning I helped my dear MOPS friend pack to move to WI. Here's just a few of the people who came to help. We had a great time but will miss Crystal so much!

Ted and Jill with their kids Lucy, Ruby and Halle, Angela in white and Crystal in black.

Date with Papa and Grandma

Emmett and Eric went out with Eric's parents, Peter and Cyndi, aka Papa and Grandma. They went to see the new movie "Up" in 3D! I've been told that Emmett did a great job sitting through the movie and ate more than his fair share of popcorn and soda pop. However, he did not want to wear his 3D glasses. But he did get to see on a booster seat in the theater! Did you even know they had such a thing?

After the movie, Eisley and I met the gang and Noodles. Emmett, the aspiring photographer took the following pictures...And a warning, Emmett is an artist not concerned with taking flattering pictures of his subjects so we'll all just have to swallow our pride and embrace Emmett's artistry...







Pictures I took of Eisley's darling little (happy) expressions.

Emmett-ease

Just a few things Emmett is saying these days that I don't want to forget...

"You would like to play...with me mommy?" translation: Would you like to play... I think this is
ADORABLE!
"in-neener" translation: In there
"What are you dooinngg?" translation: What are you doing? Asked ALL THE TIME! It's really
quite cute, most of the time
"What are those people (those girls, Grandma...) talking about" He obviously isn't listening or
isn't understanding and then asks me to translate
"Oh yes!" If I tell him something he seems to already know

Moments I say I'll never forget

There are moments I say I'll never forget. As they're happening, I focus intently on the emotions, the lighting, the sounds, the expressions, every detail I can possibly take in. For I want to hold on to this moment for as long as I live. I want to pull it back up when things are rough. When my kids are teenagers and no longer ask me to lay in bed with them, or "rock you me one more song." However, I know that as much as I try to engrave these memories in my mind, somehow only a fraction of them will remain. That is why, I often miss these moments as a run to grab my camera. In the attempt to capture digitally so I'll never forget, I find myself missing the moment.

Here are a few moments from yesterday that I didn't not miss and therefore do not have a picture of.

Eric and Emmett are getting ready to wrestle. Emmett is picking out his wrestling clothes (pajamas) which consist of his blue "wrestling shirt" - because it has a dog lifting bar-bells on it. Then he needs to do his "wrestling hair" - now this is his father's idea. Emmett is standing on the sink in Eric's bathroom as Eric sprays conditioner all over Emmett's hair. "Don't you want to smell like a wrestler?" Eric asks? Emmett waits patiently as Eric comes all of Emmett's hair back - slicked back. Then Eric turns Emmett around to face the mirror, "Do you like your wrestling hair?", "Yeth" Emmett proudly proclaims! They proceed into our bedroom where squeals of joy and words of affirmation are exchanged as the boys jump and pounce all over our bed. Things eventually become a bit whiny and Eric says, "It's time for bed." This is NOT what Emmett wanted to hear. But my amazing husband - Emmett's tender father does not reprimand. Instead, Eric says, "Do you want to hear a wrestling story?" So, they lay down on the bed, (so I assume, I'm listening to all this while in our loft, so I can not actually see anything, I'm just absorbing it all audibly). I then hear a story about "Emmett the Elephant" (the name that Emmett had given his wrestling character earlier) and La Tigre (Eric's wrestling name, as given by Emmett was "Eric the Tiger". And for those of you wondering, my wrestling name was Mommy the Leopard!). Anyway, Eric continues to tell Emmett the story of how Emmett the Elephant triumphed over La Tigre. It was then time for bed. During which I heard bits and pieces of another wrestling story. How I love this man. How I love this boy. How I love their interactions. My heart is happy.

Now for pictures of the day!

We went from 40s yesterday (I don't really know how cold it was, but it felt really cold) to 80s today! I got sunburned and luckily the kids did not.



Emmett loves his basil, "This MY basil?", "I love my basil" - while giving it a hug. Thank you MOPS for giving us pots and basil. We're praying as we water and watch it grow. Fabulous gift!
At our MOPS park playdate. Emmett is hitting on Sophie - he's using his charm to procure some Cheetos! And Eisley is trying to eat Woodland creature food - too much time spent around MckMama!
Emmett fell asleep on the 2 minute drive home. I thought it was so cute how he had his legs propped up.
Side note: Today Emmett was TOTALLY uninterested in using the toilet. During our diaperless morning he urinated on the carpet twice! Didn't even try to make it to the bathroom. He'd just stand there and say, "I'm going potty!" And then, he wanted to wear big boy underwear to the park this afternoon. I let him. (I know, you're all shaking your heads). We arrived at the park and he exclaimed, "I'm going potty on the rocks" - his pants are soaking. We get home and again, he is standing on the drive way and says, "I'm going potty!" Seriously boy! I thought we were making such progress! Oh well, tomorrow is another day!

Freezing day at the Rose Gardens with Grandma

"I'm SO excited to see Grandma" exclaimed Emmett as we got into the car to go to "Grandma's work" (her nanny family's house). I'm just glad that I turned around to get coats for the kids because the walk through the rose gardens was a tad chilly! Here we are about to embark upon our journey. Eisley and baby Eric are just about 2 weeks apart. We always call him "baby Eric" so that he doesn't get confused with the Daddy version with the same name :).


Eisley being a super sitter.
Emmett learned about snapdragons.
If these eyes don't say exhausted I don't know what does!It turns out Eisley is really social and really aggressive - I mean assertive. Either that or she REALLY likes baby Eric!One of my all time favorite sites - my babies playing together.

A 2 year old's stick person

We had a lazy, video watching, attempting to clean day at home.

However, I discovered that my son is a stick-figure drawing prodigy. Look at the stick figure he drew of himself - just to the right of his pen. Am I seeing through my rose-colored Mommy glasses or is this kid amazing! I have to say the other family members he drew (random lines all over the magnadoodle) have a more Picasso-esque look.

Oh, have I mentioned, Eisley is officially a super sitter?


We had a lazy,

This is why we have daddies

We spent Memorial day relaxing with Daddy. As I watched my wonderful husband interact with our kids I thought, this is why we have Daddies!

Only Eric would think to entertain Emmett by having him climb up and down the stairs. Emmett loved it!
Eric sitting with Eisley - so precious...

I sat silently as I watched this little boy put his trust in his DaddyEisley's latest funny little thing - scrunching up her face and hyperventilating through her nose

A new day has dawned

A new day has dawned...
...and Emmett has slept in later than Eisley and me. Emmett's first fly fishing experience...

I think this was supposed to be a smile :)
Watching the fish basket to see if any fish would fall prey to the bread lure...
So picturesque...At one point Emmett dissapeared - this is where we found him...Hugs from Uncle Eli...
Yes, we have matching shoes...
Emmett got to help attached his training wheels...
Maybe he'll fit better next year...
The last cabin picture!






A new day has dawned...