Camping Trip

Deliciously Messy

I'm not a fan of mess making, especially when I'm on clean up duty. Today I made an exception. The kids and I had a "messy" playdate with our neighbor and her 17 month old son. We had four different flavors of pudding that we let the kids use for finger paints. My kids were confused that I was actually allowing them to play with their food and encouraging them to make a mess. Once it sunk in that they could make a mess without getting in trouble, they both jumped in and started smearing pudding everywhere. The kids were kind enough to include me in the messy fun by "painting" my legs and feet. At one point, all three kids attacked my neighbor leaving her with sweet, sticky handprints from head to toe. All the kids had a great time being messy and even enjoyed getting cleaned up (kiddie pool and water hose) afterwards. It was a lot of fun, but now I'm wondering if I'll ever be able to let the kids eat pudding in the house.

The Truth is Out

Todd: "Why does Daddy have to go to work?"

Me: "Daddy goes to work so I can stay home with you and Ellen."

Todd: "But I want Daddy to stay home."

Me: "Do you want me to go to work so Daddy can stay home with you?"

Todd: "Mommy, you can't go to work because you don't know how to work!"

Flying Kites

Golfing

The Track

Beach Vacation

Sand and Surf