Thursday, June 25, 2009

Fun Times

I took a break from unpacking this week to spend some time having fun. (Yes, I am STILL unpacking. It takes a lot longer when you have a toddler.- At least is does for me.) Lexie left on Monday to go to church camp. She gets back on Friday, and I am looking forward to finally getting to have some fun with her. I have really missed her. She has been gone most of the summer break so far.

Carter loves to play in the water. It has been really hot, so I got over my fear of germs and we headed to the city pool a few times this week. It really is a very nice public pool. It has a little area for the kids, and they are allowed to bring toys (which is something I wish I had known the first day we went).



He doesn't really have a ghetto booty; there is an air bubble in his swim trunks.





It took me a little while to figure out why he kept getting out of the pool, walking to the fence, walking back to the pool, stopping, and holding out his hands to me. Then I finally saw that a bigger kid on the other side of the pool was starting at the fence, running (not smart on wet cement), and jumping into the pool. Once I figured it out, Carter had a blast "jumping" into the pool. (He didn't really jump, and he never ran.)



Telling me there was a bug in the pool. 'Bug" is one of his new words. He has learned a new word every day since he got his tubes. The ENT doctor did tests, and his hearing was not damaged. I don't know if it was the tubes or just an intellectual growth spurt.



Tuesday we decided to stay indoors to play, so we went to an extra day at Gymboree. Carter loves Gymboree! It's funny though. A lot of the group songs/dances he won't participate in at Gymboree, but he does them at home without prompting from me. If any of you go there then this might make sense to you: When they do the 'freeze dance', he will not go near the air log. When he is in the bath tub every night, he does the 'freeze dance'.









Any of you that know Carter very well know that he will tell you a serious story. Sometime you almost feel like you are in trouble. Well in this picture, he is telling someone something pretty serious.


After Gymboree, we met daddy for lunch. This was the first time Carter noticed the gumball machines. They kept him very entertained until daddy got there. Don't worry; I washed his hands really good before he ate.





Carter got a couple of new toys last week, and he is really enjoying them. The 2009 model of the Cozy Coupe says it has a cut out handle and removable floor board, so it can be used as a 'stroller'. I was so excited. I could see myself pushing Carter around the neighborhood in his car. Well, it does have a handle, but I have to bend over to push the car. I'm not a tall person, so any normal sized adult will certainly have to walk on their knees to push this thing. They must have done some serious photo shopping on the picture on the box.



















Today I went to my mom's, so Carter could play with Lyddie. (Angie and Jared are in Florida--lucky!!) They were so cute. I didn't get a picture, but Carter is practicing being a daddy. There is a toy umbrella stroller at my mom's house, and he pushed a baby doll all over the house. Lydia wanted to push it too, so she chased Carter a few times. I was standing in the living room, and all of a sudden Carter came flying around the corner pushing the stroller. I'm pretty sure he was on two wheels. Maybe he's not ready to push a real baby just yet. My mom and I didn't want to swim, so we put the kids in this little pool. They had so much fun pouring the water back and forth between cups.






"Look Carter, no hands."






"Come swim mommy."





"Fine if mom won't swim, I'm outta here."

Here are a couple of pictures of the dance team from last week's camp. They performed their newly learned dances on Friday. I drove down to watch. My trip down was not so fun. I made a couple of mistakes, so my 3 1/2 hour trip turned into a 5 hour trip. (I've driven in LA, San Francisco, a few other big cities, and I get lost in freakin' Van Buren! Then, the GPS was on the wrong setting, so it took me the long way.) I got there in time to see the last dance. At least Lexie rode home with me, so I got to spend some time with her.

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