Monday, September 29, 2008
A week ago, we went to a bouncy place and met up with my Mothers of Preschoolers group. Since all the elementary kids were out of school because schools still were without power, there was no mothers day out either. All of the moms had been home for over a week, some with no power, so instead of cancelling our normal meeting, we went to Pump It Up.
We had our own room and 53 kids playing. The moms and kids had a blast! Barrett, Fisher and I definitely had fun. We were all playing the whole time. Fisher hung with the bigger kids with no problem, and Barrett just ran from place to place laughing and jumping.
When we got in the car to leave, I asked Barrett if he had fun. He said, "Yes, can we go again today?"
I then asked him what his favorite thing was about Pump It Up.
Did he say the slide?
Did he say the basketball bouncy thing?
Did he say the potty since we went 4 times?
My lady-killer had an answer I don't think many 3 year old kids would have.
"I liked the mommy's boobies when they bounced."
Yes, you read that right.
My three year old is a boob man.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
We were very lucky. We lost our fence, a tree, and our power.
We actually were there for the storm, but the boys and I are now at my aunt's in Dallas since we have no power.
I will have pictures and stories once we return.
Please pray for all the families that were not as lucky as we were. There are not words to describe what some people are having to deal with.
Monday, September 08, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
I also tried outside the house, outside at school, and again inside at school. Fisher was a little tired of it.
Once it was time for Barrett to go into class, I told him to tell Fisher good luck on his first day. He was so sweet telling him good luck, and he even added his own I love you. Then, to make it all better, he asked Fisher for a kiss.
They both had a fantastic week. Fisher even asked for "cool" when he got up on Saturday. When we didn't get dressed to go, he brought me his shoes and socks and was saying, "go, go, cool."
I love that my kids love school because I sure love when they go!
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Once we rotated to the mountain room, the kids really went wild. I didn't get many picture because I was trying to keep up with Fisher. He was a crazy little guy.
Barrett didn't play on the mountain much. He just wanted to jump on trampolines with one of his school friends, Chloe.
After we made it through all the rotations, we went to the party room for cake and drinks. My friend, Michelle, made Barrett's fishing themed cake and not only was it cute it was REALLY good.
Here is a picture of the table decorations. (I know no one cares, I just want it somewhere because I had to hunt down those giant fish!)
Somehow, Barrett perked up after a capri sun, and he was excited to have everyone sing to him!
After eating, we opted to keep playing instead of opening gifts. I think the only disappointed people were Barrett and one of the Daddies.
We'll call this Daddy the Pister. Barrett got a little confused because sometimes we call him Mister and sometimes we call him Pastor because he's one of our Pastors, and he called him Pister once. It cracked me up.
Pister is a great guy who my son has an interesting love/hate thing with. Barrett loves his daughter, and Pister hates that...
Pister was really excited about Barrett's gift because it was "a message".
As soon as we got home, Barrett was ready to open his gifts. I can't lie, Doug and I were both curious about Pister's gift.
When he got to the bag from Pister's daughter, we had NO idea what to expect.
Barrett dug into the bag, screamed, and pulled out his hand with a bloody finger.
What kind of message is that?
It turns out there was a battery package inside that he cut his hand on. So, those of you that go to my church, no, Pister did not purposely harm my kid.
Once we bandaided the finger (conveniently, he had just opened some Curious George bandaids from Nana), he came back to the package.
Then, he pulled out this...
Apparently, Pister is serious in his constant threats that he is watching Barrett.
Unfortunately for Pister, Doug and I both quickly thought that in high school, that will come in handy when he is sneaking to her window to profess his love. :)
I think the cut finger was more of a message than anything. Poor kid... all he did was fall in love.
There were two clear favorites among the gifts.
Again, Steve, Christi and Mary found him something he loves. He was so excited, he hugged the gift.
Then, the last gift he opened has been played with by all three boys nonstop since we got it.
If you are having problems with imaginary deer, hogs, and coyotes roaming your house, let me know. Fisher and Barrett get 'em every time.
Thank you to everyone who made Barrett's day special!