Today was gorgeous. I opened the sand table and let the kids play as I got some work done on my laptop. Man – you’ve got to love wireless!
Obviously I was working and completely missed that Conlee’s bow was missing. Well, we found it, but not after Wrigley had taken a toll on it!
We planted sunflowers. Not too sure they’ll sprout, but it was fun to watch how seriously the kids took it.
It’s Easter week – so Conlee wore her bunny shirt to school this morning. I thought she looked adorable.
Impossible to get a “good” pic of me with my kids!
After school, Bo and Crawford went to the baseball game. Of course, they had a blast and didn’t get home until after 9!
Just because we skipped the game doesn’t mean Con and I didn’t have fun…we had brownies!!!!
Today, was beautiful – but from the temperature, you’d never know that it’s Spring time. I mean, I wore my wool coat to church. Note to self, I need a Spring trench coat.
After church we hit Cracker Barrel – a first for us. I’ll admit, it’s cheesy, but with kids it’s great. You have the store to “shop” while you wait (and yes we purchased an airplane) and then their are “games” on the table. Conlee got a kick out of standing up the pegs and then knocking them over. Not to mention the kids dig the food. They took out the chicken-n-dumplings!
After yesterday, you are NOT keeping these 2 in the house. We were out back and heard the ice cream man! Crawford completely remembered what that sound meant. So, we hit the driveway to wait!
It was Conlee’s first time to pick out her treat. She went with Tweety Bird and Crawford got an Oreo bar.
The cookie face says it all! The ice cream man is our new favorite person. Crawford calls it the ice cream “van”! I’m gonna have to work on Conlee’s order. The kid that needs to gain weight got a 0 fat, 120 calorie sherbert!!!!
We rebounded nicely after the forehead incident! The kids napped and Bo and I got a ton done. When they woke up they were both raring to help!
Bo mowed and Crawford and Conlee were with him every step of the way!
Crawford got a pair of Diageo work gloves and he was set.
Conlee has never really had much to do with Wrigley, but today – she was his best friend!
Wow – the knot went down – but it’s definitely there.
The “old” man – Wrigley. Bo and I’ve had him for 14 years – and he is wonderful. Poor thing is completely an outside dog - but has the best temperament. He hasn’t flinched with either kid; in fact he was instantly protective of them. 2 weeks ago he had to had a growth removed from his lip. The vet said he looks AMAZING for his age!
I found Crawford and Conlee “going to work.” Crawford loaded the tools up in the back of the tractor.
The rain finally came, so we got cleaned up and headed out. I’ve been wanting to “spring-up” our house – I wanted new pillows for the couch. So, Pier 1 we come. Note to self: NOT a place for kids. Way to many breakable, easily accessible things. But, right next door – the best places for kids: pet store, book store, toy store. Trifecta!
Honestly, Conlee LOVED the the ferret of all things. Bless her heart, so long as she lives under my roof she will NEVER have one (or a mouse, guinea pig, etc.). I run a strict “no rodent” house.
For dinner, we tried a new place up the street – Primo. It’s not “Bizy’s” (which I dearly miss) but it was great Italian food. While Bo and Matt picked up the food, Crawford and Conlee took turns pretending to be a dog!
I love Saturday nights when I’ve put in a good day’s work and had a great meal. Off to bed. Sweet dreams!
The day started off normal enough. The kids are on a “gain weight” diet so what better to serve than buttered biscuits covered in chocolate gravy (I believe I could hear Jamie Oliver screaming – his Food Nation was so good last night).
About 10:00, we decide to brave the winds and head out back to start work. I literally had not made it outside when I heard both kids screaming at the top of their lungs. Bo was bringing them in and it was mayhem – I had no idea what had happened. Bo was ordering Crawford to time out and he was yelling at me to get ice!
Below are the evidence that it was not the best idea to get Crawford a “real” baseball bat. As his “defense attorney” I want it to be known that the incident occurred because Conlee wouldn’t take turns and move away from the tee. Since she wouldn’t move Crawford decided to hit the ball anyway. Yep – he whacked his sister on the forehead. Bo witnessed the entire thing and said that Conlee was struck on the follow through.
As a parent I was so relieved to hear that! At first all Bo said was, “Crawford hit Conlee with the baseball bat!” Well I went to images of him holding her down and bludgeoning her with the metal bat.
Turns out it wasn’t malicious, it’s just that my kids are so close in age. Crawford isn’t quite old enough to understand that Conlee doesn’t know how to take turns. Conlee is just young enough to have no idea that when he says move, he means move.
Good news is I talked to the nurse and she said if no vomiting and her eyes would dilate then she was fine. She actually only cried for a minute and then was just mad at me because I kept trying to put ice on it.
I’m sad to say that a gazillion tears later and the baseball bat has taken an early retirement!
