TO THE TRUCK!!! TO THE TRUCK!!! TO THE TRUCK!!!
DON'T FORGET SEAT BELTS!!! SEAT BELTS!!! SEAT BELTS!!!
GO!!! GO!!! GO!!!
While at the town festival, a fire arrived and we got to climb on it. It was awesome.
FIRE!!! FIRE!!! FIRE!!!
Anything for us in there?
It's possible that looking inside a clown's bag is not the best idea.
We're lucky because all that was in there was deflated balloons . . .
. . . that are perfect for making balloon doggies, pink ones of course.
Getting social . . . with ice cream
We met our friends Audrey and Keighly at the town festival where they live. They were happy to see us . . . we promise . . . we think . . .
Perhaps it doesn't really matter, we had root beer floats and we were happy to see them . . . Audrey and Keighly . . . AND . . . the root beer floats.
Train to the mall
We met our good friends Anna and Sophia at the train station for a trip to the Mall of America. We had a great time sitting together on the train . . . wait . . . anyone seen Charley?
The mall is great place to do some running. Holding hands makes running even more interesting. Can you say "WHIPLASH!"
Who knew this mall has rides inside. We took advantage of this fortuitous discovery.
We had a great time hanging out with our friends.
Chicken hair
Check it out . . . pretty cool, huh?
We finally convinced Mommy and Daddy to get some chicken hair gel. What's chicken hair you ask . . . ?
Crested Polish chickens have some pretty awesome hair. We saw some the other day on the farm at the zoo and ever since then we've wanted some chicken hair of our own. Now we do.
Puddles are made for jumping
There was a serious thunderstorm that rolled through the other day. It dropped a ton of rain. What else are two three-and-a-half year-old's supposed to do?
We did pause for a moment . . .
. . . yeah right, there was no pausing. We had our rain boots, swim shirts and swim suits. We went outside for one thing and one thing only.
Splashing.
We ran along the curb where there seemed to be an endless puddle . . .
. . . and jumped in the extra-deep parts along the way.
We stopped at the end of our street and discovered the storm drain in action. We'd seen them before, but never collecting all that water and debris.
We had more fun than one could possibly put into words.
Even taking our boots off was fun.
We can no longer . . .
Stand up straight in our tent.
We can still still fit in these kinds of swings, but it's getting a little tight and our feet often get stuck when Mommy or Daddy try to lift us out.
The saddest part about growing up, so far, we don't fit in the lockers at the Children's Museum.
We used to love climbing in those things and closing the door, not anymore.
We still . . .
. . . love being outside. Especially going swinging at any number of parks.
Our hats fit a little better now.
Apples are still one of our favorites foods . . .
. . . and we've discovered a love of water fountains . . .
. . . and watching.
Nearly lost forever
Daddy came across some very old photos he took with his fisheye camera nearly two years ago on one of our trips to Texas. We can reach the door knobs much easier now.
We have fond memories of the going to the ice cream shop, probably our first visit to such a place.
And we of course spent lots of time in the pool. We now have our goggles that fit much better than these do.
There were quite a few other photos that Daddy found along with these. Expect some more posts showing our exploits in fisheye from a long time ago.
We still fit . . .
. . . barely. It seems like only yesterday that we did this for the first time.
Needless to say, that was a little uncomfortable. Perhaps we should stick to giving each other underdogs.
Goggles and breakfast
We just love our goggles so much . . .
. . . we would wear them every minute of every day if Mommy and Daddy let us.
Afternoon among friends
Audrey and Keighly came over for the afternoon and man did we have fun. We took to the sidewalk with bubbles and chalk . . .
. . . Jackson and Audrey serenaded the rest of us . . .
. . . and the girls took a driving tour of our house. Don't worry, Keighly is driving. Audrey knows better than to drive and take pictures at the same time.
Overheard: July 22, 2010
"I think I need to get a haircut."
-- Mommy lamented this morning.
"I need a haircut too."
-- Jax added.
"What kind of haircut do you think I should get?"
-- Mommy asked.
"A mohawk."
-- Jax replied.
PJ picking
Sometimes, the garden just harvesting.
We checked on our carrots one morning and decided to see if they were ready.
Some were pretty close, like this beautiful purple carrot . . .
. . . wait . . . what? Daddy, are you sure about this? A purple carrot? Did you use too much fertilizer again?
Nope, check it out. We found purple ones, white ones, and even a yellow one, in addition to the more typical orange ones. Some of them were OK to pick, many were not. We think we'll wait a bit before picking them again.
Bikes and a blowtorch
Anna and Sophia have some pretty sweet bikes with training wheels. We went over to their house to ride bikes and they let us take spin on their's. They have training wheels.
We had a good time riding, but could ride long. We had to get back to Mrs. Lisa's for . . .
. . . Creme Brulee. Mrs. Lisa made it with a blowtorch and everything. Awesome.
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