Monday, July 28, 2008

Hoffman's Playland





The last weekend in June we went for a visit to Clifton Park. Upon my sister's suggestion, we took the boys to Hoffman's Playland--a little fun park for kids, some place we went as children. Still in business! It was really fun going there. The first ride the boys went on were the little boats. About halfway through, Thomas decided it was not fun and burst out crying. For several rides after that, I rode with them which allowed Thomas to relax and get used to the idea of "rides". I'm glad we went to the park.

We've been swimming some this summer at a lake. My goal in going was to just get the kids used to being in the water. We've been using life jackets on them and noodles. Nathan, who has liked water all along has been doing great. He actually kicks his arms and feet and moves himself around alone. He does not mind getting his face and head wet, but comes up smiling. Thomas has gradually being making progress. The first time, he would barely come in and when we got him in, he hollered the entire time and clung to me. The next time, he just hung on tightly without hollering. Now he comes in, but is still not terribly comfortable but eagerly asks to get out after about 3 minutes.

Monday, July 7, 2008

A weekend with Grandpa





That's Thomas in the first picture painting his fingernails pink! Matt's Dad came to see us for a weekend early in June to build the boys swings. Thomas was starting a stomach bug that weekend and the rest of us were getting it so the weekend fizzled out into a Long week of laundry, gatorade and bowls of cheerios.

One day while I was on the phone, I noticed Thomas was very quiet and I got worried. I found him tracing his letters...not bad!

Thomas calls oatmeal, eatmeal. Nathan calls chap-stick, lip-lip.

When we were leaving my parents house last weekend, I told the boys that it was time to go and to say goodbye. So, Nathan looks up at me and waves his hand saying bye-bye Mommy! That's not what I meant! Last night and tonight Thomas is staying with his grandparents and Nathan is telling me that Thomas should be home to keep me company (not him!).

We saw fireworks Thursday evening in the next town over. Thomas kept his head covered with a sweater and peaking out in between booms. Nathan did a little better although at one point he announced it was time to go home. As much as we tried to tell them about the noise, it's only until they see it that they can appreciate it.