Showing posts with label 15 mths. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 15 mths. Show all posts
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Father's Day Breakfast
The weekend started off with a Friday morning breakfast of "Donuts with Dad" at daycare. Since I missed "Muffins with Mom" (we were in Spicewood) over Mother's Day, I tagged along.
Here is cute Charlie in his Father's Day get-up:
Double fistin' the donuts... nice!
Breakfast pic:
For the weekend we headed to OKC to spend one last weekend in the Leclercq's house that they have sold and are moving out of next Wednesday! The weekend stay turned into a week stay for Charlie and I. It was apparent over the weekend that they needed all sorts of help with packing, childcare, and meeting with various workmen. Jen and Charles to the rescue! More pics to follow of our busy week!
Friday, June 18, 2010
Breakfast Bar
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Swim Lessons
Today concluded our two week session of swim classes. Charlie (and I) have been taking them every afternoon at our YMCA and he has really loved them. He has (sort of) learned to kick, scoop his arms, blow bubbles, lay on his back, and hold his breath (aka- make a monkey face). The best part is that he now has no fear when it comes to water. No longer does he hold onto me for dear life. It's nice, yet kind of scary at the same time... he will lunge out of my arms to get a ball or any other toy he sees floating in the water. We are looking forward to many more afternoon at the Y!
Lunch Date
Charlie and I frequent Chick-fil-a on lunch dates. They are fast food, but still will bring your food to you, get you refills and clean up after you... all convenient with a toddler in tow. Plus, they have an indoor playground... what could be better than that? Truth be told, though, I'm kind of buned out. Anyone have any other fun suggestions?
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Bring it on in!
New Trick
Big Hair Cut
Charlie's hair was starting to get a little out of control... especially in the back. His hair was becoming a nice bowl-shape. So, we decided to take him for his first haircut. It was pretty spur of the moment, so we went to the closest place, which was not one of those kid-only type places. I'm not sure it would have mattered where we were though. It did.not.go.well! I held Charlie's hands, Patrick held his face, and the guy cut as quickly as possible all through tears, lunges to get away, and an arched back in an attempt to get the scissors away. Poor guy... it was traumatic.



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