In the last 2 weeks . . .

I brought out the toddler potty to try and get Ethan interested in it, but all he was interested in was wearing it as a hat. I came into the living room and he had even put the smaller bucket part on Emeree . . . so Ethan put the buckets on both of them himself. And somehow I even got both of them to look at the camera at the same time!!! Notice Emeree's WET shirt? That was her 3rd shirt for the day (and it was only 4pm). She's teething and drooling like crazy!
So how do you make playing with a doll house more "manly"? Well, you drive a car or motorcycle through it. We were babysitting Canden and they were both trying to drive through it. I didn't think it would happen this fast, but Emeree has fallen into the world of kissing. She kept kissing Ethan's Curious George. And through a couple weeks of the kids learning new things . . . I'm sad to report that Michael has digressed in his skills. He has forgotten how to open a can. So sad.
He claims it's the can opener's fault so he had to tear the lid back, but I'm not so sure.

Edgemont Park

We went to Edgemont Park on Memorial Day - it was great weather and at about 5pm, there were no other people at the park. That seemed odd for a holiday with nice weather. After about 20 minutes a couple came with their pit bull - why on earth would someone come to a park where there are children and bring a pit bull? I don't like dogs as it is, but that seemed quite dumb to bring a dangerous breed to a park.

Oh well, here's Emeree licking her zipper . . . Here's another "stink face" shot . . . Ethan didn't really like the park at all. He whined and cried almost the whole time we were there. He loved the park last summer. And now that he's old enough to play on some of the toys without me holding his hand the whole time, he doesn't want to.

We tried the slide. No crying, but he looked concerned the whole time.He sobbed when we tried to put him in the children's bucket swing, so we tried putting him on a regular swing with Michael and he finally smiled for about 30 seconds. Emeree, on the other hand, loved the swing. We thought that if she was happy in it, that would help Ethan to try it . . . nope.

He did a little better when we turned Emeree to face him and pushed them both. No crying, and we got a couple smiles out of him.But, his highlight of the park was when I gave him a stick to let him hit the tree. He's an odd child. Last week, Emeree started lifting her belly off the floor and supported herself on her knees and hands. She's getting a step closer to crawling. She actually moves backwards - kind of a scooting more than anything else, but she's moving.

I gave Ethan a chocolate popsicle. When he was done, it looked like he had a mustache and a goatee . . .

Emeree's Baby Quilt

In case anyone didn't get to see the finished product, here's Emeree's Baby Quilt that Grandma Larsen made. I got it last night!And know what's really cool? About 4 of the pink prints are the same fabric left over from the quilt she made me when I was 10 years old. How cool is that?

And whoever doesn't know, my Grandma hand sews all her quilts - no machine at all! That's dedication and love!