With his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, cap, preppy scarf and a mug in his hand he looked like he was ready for college. Today: daycare. Next stop: Harvard.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
May 14, 2013 ~ Cold Spring
It's still cold, despite almost being summer. We were over at Grandma's and she was going through her hat/scarf collection. These were in a pile to give to Billy, who immediately decided to wear them. He wore them to play. He wore them to eat dinner. He wore them drinking from his Hello Kitty mug.
With his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, cap, preppy scarf and a mug in his hand he looked like he was ready for college. Today: daycare. Next stop: Harvard.
With his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, cap, preppy scarf and a mug in his hand he looked like he was ready for college. Today: daycare. Next stop: Harvard.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
May 13, 2013 ~ Brush Brush Brush
Billy likes to brush his own hair (read: mess it up). But never before has be attempted to brush the hair on any of his toys. Just wasn't interested.
While in Florida Billy witnessed his godmother brushing Baby B's hair.
And at bedtime Billy declared we couldn't go to sleep until he had brushed the "hair" of every stuffed animal he owned that was baby-sized. (We've got some bigger ones).
He only brushed the top of their heads, then laid them down in a row with binkies and blankets.
Pretty sure he's got babies on the brain.
While in Florida Billy witnessed his godmother brushing Baby B's hair.
And at bedtime Billy declared we couldn't go to sleep until he had brushed the "hair" of every stuffed animal he owned that was baby-sized. (We've got some bigger ones).
He only brushed the top of their heads, then laid them down in a row with binkies and blankets.
Pretty sure he's got babies on the brain.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Our Florida Trip 2013
You've probably noticed a lack of posting. We've been in Florida.
Originally, Billy wasn't supposed to go with me. But due to two booked flights and a scheduling conflict (read miscommunication about travel) Billy was going to have to stay home by himself. I tried to talk Buddy into babysitting- hell Nana watched the Darling children (although there was that part where the kids ran off to Neverland), but Buddy had more important things to do like ball chasing and barking.
So, Billy got to go with me to Florida to visit with his godparents and their new baby.
I don't post photos of other peoples' children on this blog, so I won't be posting any photos of Billy with Baby B. However, I will tell you about it.
Billy really likes his new little friend. He tried to give Baby B his own binkies to help sooth him. Of course, Billy's binkies are way too big for an infant, and also Baby B doesn't use binkies. Billy brought him all sorts of toys- even dragged his swing out from another room for the baby. He also got the chance to feed the baby a bottle and hold him at the same time. Billy loved that.
He also got to be a big boy for four days. He slept in a real bed- not a toddler bed- and he had to share it with Mommy (3am: poked in the eye, "Mommy are you awake?") He drank from regular cups and ate off of regular plates and bowls. His godparents aren't toddler ready yet- although they'll get there soon enough.
Billy's godparents also have a community pool that Billy got to swim in. At first he was terrified. Tired is probably a better word. He didn't want in. But finally he jumped into my arms to a round of applause from all of the other people at the pool.
There was a little girl there from Bosnia with her grandparents. She didn't speak any English. But she and Billy swam together in the pool. She shared her pool toys with him. They held hands while I held up Billy and her grandmother held her up.
Billy is certain he can swim now. He kept saying, "Mommy, let go!" He was thrashing his arms and legs in a good rendition of a doggy paddle. However, I was not about to let me toddler sink. So, no. I never let go. He's not quite ready for that yet.
Fear? none. He jumped into my arms from the pool's edge over 20 times. He thinks that's just so much fun. We used to do that last year at the pool. Only, he's a lot heavier now. I don't think my back will ever recover. Ouch!
~
So, there we are in Florida. And Billy's godparents live within driving distance of Disney World. You didn't think I'd fly Billy all the way down to the area and NOT take Billy?
My first memories are of Disney. My parents took me as a toddler, so I already had an idea of what rides would suit a 2 year old and how to plan my day. We got there shortly after the park opened.
Disney was a genius, by the way. You park your car, hop on a tram ride, then take a ferry boat all before you even get to the park. How cool is that when you're 2?
His first ride was the Jungle Boat Cruise.
He liked it okay. Obviously, the humor of this ride is lost on someone so small. But, it was a good way to break him in to Disney.
Next up: Pirates of the Caribbean. Okay, I know what you're saying. "That's scary!" All the parents in line were pointing at Billy and saying to their own kids, "see? He's not afraid!" Billy's been talking about pirates ever since the pirate festival a few weeks ago, so we had to do the ride.
He was cool until the boat drifted into the dark past a couple of skeletons. His little hand shot out to hold onto my knee. "Don't be scared," I whispered. "It's scary because it's dark," he told me. So, I put him in my lap. After that he thought it was really cool. "Yo, ho! Yo, ho! A pirate's life for me!"
Then it was off to the Tiki Room. It helps that they are all next to each other. A lot of people don't know the Tiki Room. I loved this as a child and still love it as an adult. It's very simple. It's a large round Tiki hut and the audience sits on benches around the room facing the center. There are parrots and hanging baskets of flowers in the ceiling and the birds and flowers sing a song to the audience. Then the tikis and the totem poles join in and when the song ends the show is over. Billy LOVED it. (photo is outside the show, waiting in line and watching the talking birds).
It was, as you might imagine, hot as Hades. There's no better way to beat the Florida sun, than with a Mickey Mouse ice cream.
When I was a toddler I made my parents ride the next attraction 13 times in a row with me. I have to imagine there wasn't a line, since a half hour wait for each time would take up the whole day. But it's the perfect ride of a kid- it's about kids from around the world. "It's a small world..."
Oh, yeah. I think the faces and the pointing says it all. "Again, Mommy?" Not with those lines.
Disney has thing thing called the Fast Pass. Basically, you get a ticket to come back to the ride later and not have to wait in line for very long. That works out well, unless you've got a little person past his nap time and you're not sure how long you're going to last in the park. But he really wanted to ride on the flying boats, so I went to get a Fast Pass for the Peter Pan ride. Disney is doing a "Happy Birthday" celebration. When we walked up to get a fast pass for Peter Pan (the standby wait was over an hour... for Peter Pan, really?) A cast member handed me two passes to get on right then and wished us a "Happy Birthday!" Okay, a little weird, but whatever. Billy liked the flying boats. Daddy has yet to hook up the VCR, though, so Billy has never seen the movie and doesn't know the story.
He wasn't going to let me walk past this, so we had to get on. (The merry-go-round).
After this we went over to the Pooh Bear ride. The line was SUPPOSED to be 20 minutes. But, apparently, someone got stuck trying to get off the ride, so they had to shut it down for awhile and it was a very long wait. But we were already half way through the line, so we waited and waiting. Billy waved at every character he saw on the ride, especially Pooh.
The best ride to end on for a toddler?
How about a flying elephant? They have an entirely new waiting system for this ride. You walk into the big top, get a buzzer like from a restaurant, and your kid goes and plays in the indoor playground until the buzzer tells you it's your turn to get on the ride. Cool, huh?
Before we left the park we walked through all of the lands and stopped to have a snack on Main Street. Where better to have a snack, than in the shadow of the castle?
And the last thing to do before leaving the park? A stop in the toy store. Can't go to Disney and not get a souvenir. I told him he could have anything in the toy store. So, he immediately picked up a box bigger than him of a Cinderella's Castle playset. Okay, you can have any stuffed animal in the toy store. Aah... much better! He found a baby Pooh Bear wrapped in a swaddling blanket. That's what he picked.
This last picture is from the tram ride back to the car. I think he had fun.
~
Let's not forget the plane ride. Billy got to fly! Boy, did he love that. He had only one problem with flying- sitting still. Ears- no biggie. Loved the peanuts. Next time, though, I think I need to bring more toys!
Originally, Billy wasn't supposed to go with me. But due to two booked flights and a scheduling conflict (read miscommunication about travel) Billy was going to have to stay home by himself. I tried to talk Buddy into babysitting- hell Nana watched the Darling children (although there was that part where the kids ran off to Neverland), but Buddy had more important things to do like ball chasing and barking.
So, Billy got to go with me to Florida to visit with his godparents and their new baby.
I don't post photos of other peoples' children on this blog, so I won't be posting any photos of Billy with Baby B. However, I will tell you about it.
Billy really likes his new little friend. He tried to give Baby B his own binkies to help sooth him. Of course, Billy's binkies are way too big for an infant, and also Baby B doesn't use binkies. Billy brought him all sorts of toys- even dragged his swing out from another room for the baby. He also got the chance to feed the baby a bottle and hold him at the same time. Billy loved that.
He also got to be a big boy for four days. He slept in a real bed- not a toddler bed- and he had to share it with Mommy (3am: poked in the eye, "Mommy are you awake?") He drank from regular cups and ate off of regular plates and bowls. His godparents aren't toddler ready yet- although they'll get there soon enough.
Billy's godparents also have a community pool that Billy got to swim in. At first he was terrified. Tired is probably a better word. He didn't want in. But finally he jumped into my arms to a round of applause from all of the other people at the pool.
There was a little girl there from Bosnia with her grandparents. She didn't speak any English. But she and Billy swam together in the pool. She shared her pool toys with him. They held hands while I held up Billy and her grandmother held her up.
Billy is certain he can swim now. He kept saying, "Mommy, let go!" He was thrashing his arms and legs in a good rendition of a doggy paddle. However, I was not about to let me toddler sink. So, no. I never let go. He's not quite ready for that yet.
Fear? none. He jumped into my arms from the pool's edge over 20 times. He thinks that's just so much fun. We used to do that last year at the pool. Only, he's a lot heavier now. I don't think my back will ever recover. Ouch!
~
So, there we are in Florida. And Billy's godparents live within driving distance of Disney World. You didn't think I'd fly Billy all the way down to the area and NOT take Billy?
My first memories are of Disney. My parents took me as a toddler, so I already had an idea of what rides would suit a 2 year old and how to plan my day. We got there shortly after the park opened.
Disney was a genius, by the way. You park your car, hop on a tram ride, then take a ferry boat all before you even get to the park. How cool is that when you're 2?
His first ride was the Jungle Boat Cruise.
He liked it okay. Obviously, the humor of this ride is lost on someone so small. But, it was a good way to break him in to Disney.
Next up: Pirates of the Caribbean. Okay, I know what you're saying. "That's scary!" All the parents in line were pointing at Billy and saying to their own kids, "see? He's not afraid!" Billy's been talking about pirates ever since the pirate festival a few weeks ago, so we had to do the ride.
He was cool until the boat drifted into the dark past a couple of skeletons. His little hand shot out to hold onto my knee. "Don't be scared," I whispered. "It's scary because it's dark," he told me. So, I put him in my lap. After that he thought it was really cool. "Yo, ho! Yo, ho! A pirate's life for me!"
Then it was off to the Tiki Room. It helps that they are all next to each other. A lot of people don't know the Tiki Room. I loved this as a child and still love it as an adult. It's very simple. It's a large round Tiki hut and the audience sits on benches around the room facing the center. There are parrots and hanging baskets of flowers in the ceiling and the birds and flowers sing a song to the audience. Then the tikis and the totem poles join in and when the song ends the show is over. Billy LOVED it. (photo is outside the show, waiting in line and watching the talking birds).
It was, as you might imagine, hot as Hades. There's no better way to beat the Florida sun, than with a Mickey Mouse ice cream.
When I was a toddler I made my parents ride the next attraction 13 times in a row with me. I have to imagine there wasn't a line, since a half hour wait for each time would take up the whole day. But it's the perfect ride of a kid- it's about kids from around the world. "It's a small world..."
Oh, yeah. I think the faces and the pointing says it all. "Again, Mommy?" Not with those lines.
Disney has thing thing called the Fast Pass. Basically, you get a ticket to come back to the ride later and not have to wait in line for very long. That works out well, unless you've got a little person past his nap time and you're not sure how long you're going to last in the park. But he really wanted to ride on the flying boats, so I went to get a Fast Pass for the Peter Pan ride. Disney is doing a "Happy Birthday" celebration. When we walked up to get a fast pass for Peter Pan (the standby wait was over an hour... for Peter Pan, really?) A cast member handed me two passes to get on right then and wished us a "Happy Birthday!" Okay, a little weird, but whatever. Billy liked the flying boats. Daddy has yet to hook up the VCR, though, so Billy has never seen the movie and doesn't know the story.
He wasn't going to let me walk past this, so we had to get on. (The merry-go-round).
After this we went over to the Pooh Bear ride. The line was SUPPOSED to be 20 minutes. But, apparently, someone got stuck trying to get off the ride, so they had to shut it down for awhile and it was a very long wait. But we were already half way through the line, so we waited and waiting. Billy waved at every character he saw on the ride, especially Pooh.
The best ride to end on for a toddler?
How about a flying elephant? They have an entirely new waiting system for this ride. You walk into the big top, get a buzzer like from a restaurant, and your kid goes and plays in the indoor playground until the buzzer tells you it's your turn to get on the ride. Cool, huh?
Before we left the park we walked through all of the lands and stopped to have a snack on Main Street. Where better to have a snack, than in the shadow of the castle?
And the last thing to do before leaving the park? A stop in the toy store. Can't go to Disney and not get a souvenir. I told him he could have anything in the toy store. So, he immediately picked up a box bigger than him of a Cinderella's Castle playset. Okay, you can have any stuffed animal in the toy store. Aah... much better! He found a baby Pooh Bear wrapped in a swaddling blanket. That's what he picked.
This last picture is from the tram ride back to the car. I think he had fun.
Let's not forget the plane ride. Billy got to fly! Boy, did he love that. He had only one problem with flying- sitting still. Ears- no biggie. Loved the peanuts. Next time, though, I think I need to bring more toys!
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 ~ A Rainy Field Trip
Billy's field trip to the zoo was supposed to start at 10am. Torrential downpours were also supposed to start at 10am today. I thought the school would cancel or schedule. Nope. Field trip started on time. So did the rain.
We got soaked. And I mean soaked. I really don't recommend it. Some of the animals were out, but others were hiding or not even in their pens because of the weather. Billy's heart was set on seeing the lions. And lions apparently hate the rain, so they weren't out at all.
Don't get me wrong, he liked seeing the other animals. But between the rain, the older kids from other schools shoving Billy out of the way to get a better look (at every friggin animal display) and the crowds, we were both done with the zoo for the day. Thank God the school director decided to call off the field trip early so we could all go back to school.
I actually had to take Billy home to towel him off and change every article of clothing he had on. He was that soaked. Me too. I am also in a completely new outfit.
So, if they are calling for rain, skip the zoo and head for someplace dry.
We got soaked. And I mean soaked. I really don't recommend it. Some of the animals were out, but others were hiding or not even in their pens because of the weather. Billy's heart was set on seeing the lions. And lions apparently hate the rain, so they weren't out at all.
Don't get me wrong, he liked seeing the other animals. But between the rain, the older kids from other schools shoving Billy out of the way to get a better look (at every friggin animal display) and the crowds, we were both done with the zoo for the day. Thank God the school director decided to call off the field trip early so we could all go back to school.
I actually had to take Billy home to towel him off and change every article of clothing he had on. He was that soaked. Me too. I am also in a completely new outfit.
So, if they are calling for rain, skip the zoo and head for someplace dry.
Monday, May 6, 2013
Big Spring Camping Adventure 2013
It's hard to believe that the East Coast landscape helped get it's look from a glacier, but it's true. If you need proof, you need only drive in to PA.
We went camping with a bunch of my college friends at a Blue Rocks Family Campground on an ancient rock floe. These rocks were deposited here by a glacier.
For scale, see the little white dot in the back of the bottom photo. That's a person.
We had a large group, which was great. There were a bunch of toddler boys, so Billy had lots of friends to play with.
Personally, I enjoyed the landscape and getting to climb on the rocks and hike. Billy, being too young to care or to be able to do the climbing, really liked the playground. Who can blame him? He does like hiking, though.
We had a new adventurer along for the trip! Buddy got to go camping for the very first time!
I don't think he's too fond of camping. He didn't settle well, didn't like be chained up and unable to wander around to beg for scraps and was definitely not happy when the other dogs walked off with his toys.
Daddy had this big plan to have Buddy sleep outside of the tent in the attached, covered part that was separate from us. He chained Buddy to a tent stake and set up a nice little bed on the ground with water and his toys. Buddy was having none of it. He crawled out of it and was walking around the tent looking for a place to get in and scratching and whimpering. Daddy got him back into his dog bed and stuck his arm out of the tent to pet him and try to get him to settle. But Buddy just took that as an invitation to try and climb into the tent. Daddy relented and Buddy got to sleep on top of Billy. Yep.
Billy was actually really excited about this. He got his own sleeping bag for the first time. He thought that was so cool. And Buddy kept him nice and warm. Although, Billy did crawl into my sleeping bag the first night. But by the second he had this camping thing down, with his head tucked under the bag and his dog sleeping on top. Guess it was a one dog night.
How does Billy like camping? He loves it. He can now get in and out of the tent by himself- yes he can do the zippers. Although, he never zips the tent back up... fortunately the mosquitoes aren't out yet. He has no problem with the fire or finding ways to entertain himself around camp. He even tried to go for his own walk into the woods several times.
He didn't want to leave. "Mommy, we stay here forever and ever?"
Nope. But maybe we can go again.
We went camping with a bunch of my college friends at a Blue Rocks Family Campground on an ancient rock floe. These rocks were deposited here by a glacier.
For scale, see the little white dot in the back of the bottom photo. That's a person.
We had a large group, which was great. There were a bunch of toddler boys, so Billy had lots of friends to play with.
Personally, I enjoyed the landscape and getting to climb on the rocks and hike. Billy, being too young to care or to be able to do the climbing, really liked the playground. Who can blame him? He does like hiking, though.
Daddy had this big plan to have Buddy sleep outside of the tent in the attached, covered part that was separate from us. He chained Buddy to a tent stake and set up a nice little bed on the ground with water and his toys. Buddy was having none of it. He crawled out of it and was walking around the tent looking for a place to get in and scratching and whimpering. Daddy got him back into his dog bed and stuck his arm out of the tent to pet him and try to get him to settle. But Buddy just took that as an invitation to try and climb into the tent. Daddy relented and Buddy got to sleep on top of Billy. Yep.
Billy was actually really excited about this. He got his own sleeping bag for the first time. He thought that was so cool. And Buddy kept him nice and warm. Although, Billy did crawl into my sleeping bag the first night. But by the second he had this camping thing down, with his head tucked under the bag and his dog sleeping on top. Guess it was a one dog night.
How does Billy like camping? He loves it. He can now get in and out of the tent by himself- yes he can do the zippers. Although, he never zips the tent back up... fortunately the mosquitoes aren't out yet. He has no problem with the fire or finding ways to entertain himself around camp. He even tried to go for his own walk into the woods several times.
He didn't want to leave. "Mommy, we stay here forever and ever?"
Nope. But maybe we can go again.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Drawn In Thursdays #60
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Wednesday, May 1, 2013
First Day Home
I had actually planned to write this post for a few days, and what do you know... one of my favorite bloggers posted something similar today. Well, great minds post alike, right?
There is nothing in the world that can prepare you for that first day home from the hospital with your first child. Nothing. Not all the books you've read. Not all the years of babysitting. Not even having friends and siblings with kids. Nothing.
You need a license to drive a car. You have to sign your life away to buy a house. But there you are, being handed your hat, the proud new recipient of, arguably, Earth's greatest creature- all yours to take home. An 18 year commitment (or longer) and all they do at the hospital is wheel you out to your car with your belongings and this brand new life.
The consequences are stunning. You... YOU are solely responsible for every little thing that this little thing needs. This tiny creature, as fragile as a feather, unable to eat, sleep, sooth, smile, hold it's head up, sit up, stand, walk, crawl or run. It's so tiny it probably doesn't even cry the same as you think when a baby cries (that comes later. Billy's first cry was a staccato "ah! ah! ah!" He didn't get the full on wail until two weeks old.)
And you. You've just been through a major trauma, whether natural or C-section, your body is a mess. You're hurting. Your boobs are leaking. And now, on top of recovering yourself, you have to take care of this tiny life. You- you are solely responsible. It's daunting. It's panic-inspiring.
And practically every human before you has gone through it. Consider it a rite of passage.
I remember having Billy home that first day. I was so tired (don't get me started on the hospital fiasco). I checked him every 5 minutes to make sure he was still breathing. There was no sleeping while he was sleeping. I was scared shitless about his well being. I had no idea what he wanted when he cried. I didn't know what to do with the gross stubby thing left over from the umbilical cord. He was constantly shooting hands and feet out in weird, monkeylike ways.
Yes, yes. There's that whole falling in love at first sight thing. But that becomes overshadowed by being sent home from the hospital without a clue of what to do or what you're in for.
It passes- I swear. Or maybe those months and months of sleep deprivation are playing with my mind. Could be either.
But the end result? I got a Billy.
So, don't panic. It's just initiation into the Parenting Club.
There is nothing in the world that can prepare you for that first day home from the hospital with your first child. Nothing. Not all the books you've read. Not all the years of babysitting. Not even having friends and siblings with kids. Nothing.
You need a license to drive a car. You have to sign your life away to buy a house. But there you are, being handed your hat, the proud new recipient of, arguably, Earth's greatest creature- all yours to take home. An 18 year commitment (or longer) and all they do at the hospital is wheel you out to your car with your belongings and this brand new life.
The consequences are stunning. You... YOU are solely responsible for every little thing that this little thing needs. This tiny creature, as fragile as a feather, unable to eat, sleep, sooth, smile, hold it's head up, sit up, stand, walk, crawl or run. It's so tiny it probably doesn't even cry the same as you think when a baby cries (that comes later. Billy's first cry was a staccato "ah! ah! ah!" He didn't get the full on wail until two weeks old.)
And you. You've just been through a major trauma, whether natural or C-section, your body is a mess. You're hurting. Your boobs are leaking. And now, on top of recovering yourself, you have to take care of this tiny life. You- you are solely responsible. It's daunting. It's panic-inspiring.
And practically every human before you has gone through it. Consider it a rite of passage.
I remember having Billy home that first day. I was so tired (don't get me started on the hospital fiasco). I checked him every 5 minutes to make sure he was still breathing. There was no sleeping while he was sleeping. I was scared shitless about his well being. I had no idea what he wanted when he cried. I didn't know what to do with the gross stubby thing left over from the umbilical cord. He was constantly shooting hands and feet out in weird, monkeylike ways.
Yes, yes. There's that whole falling in love at first sight thing. But that becomes overshadowed by being sent home from the hospital without a clue of what to do or what you're in for.
It passes- I swear. Or maybe those months and months of sleep deprivation are playing with my mind. Could be either.
But the end result? I got a Billy.
So, don't panic. It's just initiation into the Parenting Club.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
A BIG HAPPY WELCOME!
Billy would like to say
congratulations
to his Godparents
on their new baby boy
and wish that little boy
the biggest, happiest
"welcome to the world!"
April 28, 2013 ~ Spring Fest
Billy got a special treat this weekend. I've known about it for about a month and didn't tell him. Man, what an experience for him. I real fire truck to go see.
I took him to Spring Fest.
What's Spring Fest? I don't know. It was in a rinky-dink little shopping center by our house. There happened to be a grand opening of a new gym at the same time. I don't know if the gym arranged the festival to coincide with their grand opening, or if they took advantage of an already planned event. Anyways, it's the first time they held it. To be honest, if I didn't have a toddler it would be pretty lame. But Billy loved it. Why?
1. Big Birds!
This owl and black vulture stopped by for a visit. How often do you get to be up close and personal with birds like these...for free?
2. Kids' Activities
They had a moon bounce plus lots of kids crafts. All for free. He was scared of the moon bounce at first- mostly because too many kids were in it. Then he realized he could fall flat on his face and not get hurt. Who doesn't love that?
3. Free Music Lesson
Yes, he got to play a REAL guitar and get a "lesson" from a music professional for 10 minutes. All for free. He really wants that guitar. He'll get it too... if he finishes his potty training.
4. Giant Animals
Billy got to meet the Towson Tiger and some random other people dressed up in animal costumes. He was so excited about them. A little odd, but the kids like it.
5. RAVENS!!!
Talk Ravens to me any day and you can be assured I'll show up. Here's Billy getting his very owned signed copy of the Ravens' 2012 team photo (you know...those guys that won the big game?) That's Jah Reid and Bryan Hall of the Ravens sitting at the table.
6. The biggest and best reason of all!
Forget the other stuff. The local fire truck was there. Not only did Billy get to meet real firemen and see the truck, he got to SIT in the truck. How cool is that? He was allowed to sit in there as long as he wanted and play with all of the buttons and steer the wheel. Here he is sitting in the captain's seat, where he got to flip through the maps of the area and the procedure book.
This, THIS! is why we went. Billy loves fire trucks. And some of Baltimore County's finest brought this big shiny truck over to the festival. Nothing could be cooler to a 2 year old boy.
I took him to Spring Fest.
What's Spring Fest? I don't know. It was in a rinky-dink little shopping center by our house. There happened to be a grand opening of a new gym at the same time. I don't know if the gym arranged the festival to coincide with their grand opening, or if they took advantage of an already planned event. Anyways, it's the first time they held it. To be honest, if I didn't have a toddler it would be pretty lame. But Billy loved it. Why?
1. Big Birds!
2. Kids' Activities
3. Free Music Lesson
4. Giant Animals
5. RAVENS!!!
6. The biggest and best reason of all!
This, THIS! is why we went. Billy loves fire trucks. And some of Baltimore County's finest brought this big shiny truck over to the festival. Nothing could be cooler to a 2 year old boy.
Friday, April 26, 2013
5 Years
It's a big day. Billy doesn't get it. But if you're old enough to be reading this, then you understand.
5 years, one toddler and a geriatric dog...
5 years, one toddler and a geriatric dog...
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
April 23, 2013 ~ Buddy Boy
I'm asking for a bit of mojo for Buddy. He's moved on to the last phase of treatment for his cancer- stop all medication and wait to see if it comes back. Fingers crossed. We've made it cancer free since October, so here's hoping.
Lots of love to the Bud:
I have a riddle for you...
What do you get the next day after your toddler hasn't had enough sleep because they peed in the bed?
Grumpy Pants
Lots of love to the Bud:
I have a riddle for you...
What do you get the next day after your toddler hasn't had enough sleep because they peed in the bed?
Grumpy Pants
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
April 22, 2013 ~ The 4am Break
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Last night Billy and I decided to take a break from sleeping to enjoy some quality time together at four in the morning.
It's so lovely to be able to wake up in the middle of the night to a crying child who's calling for you and discover a puddle where a bed should be. We got to play dress up and pick out new outfits to wear back to bed. Then we got to strip his bed and go on a scavenger hunt in the dark for all of the things that were hiding in the crib/around the crib.
We had some lovely cuddle time after the tears were put away. Alas, it had to end and we had to go back to bed.
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Last night Billy and I decided to take a break from sleeping to enjoy some quality time together at four in the morning.
It's so lovely to be able to wake up in the middle of the night to a crying child who's calling for you and discover a puddle where a bed should be. We got to play dress up and pick out new outfits to wear back to bed. Then we got to strip his bed and go on a scavenger hunt in the dark for all of the things that were hiding in the crib/around the crib.
We had some lovely cuddle time after the tears were put away. Alas, it had to end and we had to go back to bed.
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Monday, April 22, 2013
April 21, 2013 ~ Of Peeps and Pirates
Ever hosted an outdoor party... for kids? Ever done it in the pouring down rain? Now, I can say that I have.
I hosted a Peeps Roast for the neighborhood kids. It seemed like a great idea at the time. We have a fire dish and roasting sticks. The kids come over with their leftover Easter candy and voile! Instant awesomeness.
Well, that was the plan. Mother Nature intervened.
I never cancel a party sooner than 24 hours out. And 24 hours out the forecast was for a potential squall line to blow through town. But the timing was iffy, so I made the call to keep the party on and hope that the front would come on the earlier or later side.
The party started at 7 and so did the storm.
This was my "make it work" moment.
Daddy ruled out the fireplace or the kitchen stove. What to do? Fetch the camp stove. So, a bunch of families with little kids huddled on our covered porch around the camp stove on our coffee table and roasted peeps.
And in the end, the weather made it a different kind of fun. We had a great time, got the kids all wound up on burnt sugar and sent them out to run in the rain on a warm spring evening.
~
Springtime means that a favorite part of my city gets invaded by pirates. Who doesn't love pirates?
"Hey Billy, do you want to go see the pirates and the ships?"
"And the barmaids?"
"How do you know that word???"
"Because I like barmaids!"
Yes, that's a real conversation from this weekend. He doesn't know what a barmaid is. We still have no idea what he meant.
He also told us about the "apocalypse bus". Apparently, the four horsemen have traded in their trusty steeds for the more modern conveyance of the public bus. He was trying to say "public".
And then there's "shiver me neighbors!" We could NOT get him to say "timbers". Nope. He decided the appropriate pirate phrase included our neighbors. Argh!
He was absolutely terrified of the pirates. TERRIFIED. He was scared of the parrots, too. We tried to get him to pet one, but the best we could do was having the little blue one sit on Daddy's arm. Of course, he loved the ships. He really wanted to board them, but they had just closed for the day so they could prepare for battle.
"Mommy, pirates don't say 'argh.' Non of pirates said 'argh' today."
True, but they do say "argh!" But not when you tell them to "shiver me neighbors."
~
This is our new backyard (revamped, I should say) on a chilly Sunday morning:
The cold weather this week yielded our first crop- broccoli, which we enjoyed with some friends for dinner.
Daddy and Billy spent the morning laying new sod.
He was very excited about digging for worms- gloves required. He's still scared of touching bugs (and birds and pirates).
We ended the weekend with another Peeps Roast with Cub, this time over a grill. The boys got hyped up on marshmallows and then ran it off in Cub's back yard in the dark, despite the chilly air.
Peeps, then pirates, then Peeps. It was a busy weekend.
I hosted a Peeps Roast for the neighborhood kids. It seemed like a great idea at the time. We have a fire dish and roasting sticks. The kids come over with their leftover Easter candy and voile! Instant awesomeness.
Well, that was the plan. Mother Nature intervened.
I never cancel a party sooner than 24 hours out. And 24 hours out the forecast was for a potential squall line to blow through town. But the timing was iffy, so I made the call to keep the party on and hope that the front would come on the earlier or later side.
The party started at 7 and so did the storm.
This was my "make it work" moment.
Daddy ruled out the fireplace or the kitchen stove. What to do? Fetch the camp stove. So, a bunch of families with little kids huddled on our covered porch around the camp stove on our coffee table and roasted peeps.
And in the end, the weather made it a different kind of fun. We had a great time, got the kids all wound up on burnt sugar and sent them out to run in the rain on a warm spring evening.
~
Springtime means that a favorite part of my city gets invaded by pirates. Who doesn't love pirates?
"Hey Billy, do you want to go see the pirates and the ships?"
"And the barmaids?"
"How do you know that word???"
"Because I like barmaids!"
Yes, that's a real conversation from this weekend. He doesn't know what a barmaid is. We still have no idea what he meant.
He also told us about the "apocalypse bus". Apparently, the four horsemen have traded in their trusty steeds for the more modern conveyance of the public bus. He was trying to say "public".
And then there's "shiver me neighbors!" We could NOT get him to say "timbers". Nope. He decided the appropriate pirate phrase included our neighbors. Argh!
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| On the way, and ready for pirates! |
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| Checking out the parrots |
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| The Pride of Baltimore II |
"Mommy, pirates don't say 'argh.' Non of pirates said 'argh' today."
True, but they do say "argh!" But not when you tell them to "shiver me neighbors."
~
This is our new backyard (revamped, I should say) on a chilly Sunday morning:
The cold weather this week yielded our first crop- broccoli, which we enjoyed with some friends for dinner.
He was very excited about digging for worms- gloves required. He's still scared of touching bugs (and birds and pirates).
We ended the weekend with another Peeps Roast with Cub, this time over a grill. The boys got hyped up on marshmallows and then ran it off in Cub's back yard in the dark, despite the chilly air.
Peeps, then pirates, then Peeps. It was a busy weekend.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
The Sunday Post ~ Eat Dessert First
I'm sure that you've heard the age old adage that you should eat dessert first because life is short. Seems indulgent, and while you've probably thought about it, I bet you rarely follow through.
But here's a thought: Serve your kids dessert first.
What! Whoa! That's crazy talk!
Think about it, though.
You fix a nice meal that your kids pick at while squirming, waiting for dessert. Then, after they're in a food coma, you pump them full of sugar just before bedtime.
So think about it.
Serve your kids a small scoop of ice cream before dinner. Maybe even while you're fixing dinner. It's the perfect opportunity to seem indulgent- but what you're really doing is indulging yourself. Because instead of a sugar induced pre-bed frenzy, your child eats dinner during the sugar rush and ends with the food coma.
Putting my kids to bed when they're already in a food coma? Whoa, that really is crazy talk!
The trick is portion control. Clearly, you still want them to eat a healthy meal. But there is room for both dessert and dinner in that little belly and the order doesn't really matter.
So switch it up. Life is short, after all. Your kids will think you're the best parent in the world.
But here's a thought: Serve your kids dessert first.
What! Whoa! That's crazy talk!
Think about it, though.
You fix a nice meal that your kids pick at while squirming, waiting for dessert. Then, after they're in a food coma, you pump them full of sugar just before bedtime.
So think about it.
Serve your kids a small scoop of ice cream before dinner. Maybe even while you're fixing dinner. It's the perfect opportunity to seem indulgent- but what you're really doing is indulging yourself. Because instead of a sugar induced pre-bed frenzy, your child eats dinner during the sugar rush and ends with the food coma.
Putting my kids to bed when they're already in a food coma? Whoa, that really is crazy talk!
The trick is portion control. Clearly, you still want them to eat a healthy meal. But there is room for both dessert and dinner in that little belly and the order doesn't really matter.
So switch it up. Life is short, after all. Your kids will think you're the best parent in the world.
Friday, April 19, 2013
April 18, 2013 ~ Why?
Billy, eat you dinner.
Why?
Mommy, can I go outside?
No, it's raining.
Why is it raining?
Mommy can I have a cupcake.
No.
Why?
We don't have any.
WHY???
Mommy, can we watch kitty cats?
No, we have to get ready for school.
Why?
Because it's a school day.
Why?
Because it's a school day.
But why?
Mommy, do parrots bite?
Yes.
Why?
Do alligators bite?
Yes.
Why?
Do dinosaurs bite?
Yes.
Why?
Mommy am I a baby?
No.
Why?
Because you grew up.
But why?
--- Conversations, all had in one twelve hour period. This is only the highlight reel.
Why?
Mommy, can I go outside?
No, it's raining.
Why is it raining?
Mommy can I have a cupcake.
No.
Why?
We don't have any.
WHY???
Mommy, can we watch kitty cats?
No, we have to get ready for school.
Why?
Because it's a school day.
Why?
Because it's a school day.
But why?
Mommy, do parrots bite?
Yes.
Why?
Do alligators bite?
Yes.
Why?
Do dinosaurs bite?
Yes.
Why?
Mommy am I a baby?
No.
Why?
Because you grew up.
But why?
--- Conversations, all had in one twelve hour period. This is only the highlight reel.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
April 17, 2013 ~ No Goodbye for Grandma
We were leaving Grandma's house and I asked Billy to give her a hug and say goodbye.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I know say goodbye Grandma!"
We tried and tried to get him to say it.
"Tell Grandma 'goodbye', honey."
"See you next week, Grandma! I no say goodbye."
Yes, he really said, "see you next week."
Then on the ride home he continued to tell me that he was NOT going to say goodbye to Grandma and NOT give her a hug. Until we were about half way home...
"Mommy! I didn't give Grandma a hug! I need give Grandma a hug! Turn back!"
"Sorry, honey. We're driving now. You'll just have to give her a hug next week." ;)
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I know say goodbye Grandma!"
We tried and tried to get him to say it.
"Tell Grandma 'goodbye', honey."
"See you next week, Grandma! I no say goodbye."
Yes, he really said, "see you next week."
Then on the ride home he continued to tell me that he was NOT going to say goodbye to Grandma and NOT give her a hug. Until we were about half way home...
"Mommy! I didn't give Grandma a hug! I need give Grandma a hug! Turn back!"
"Sorry, honey. We're driving now. You'll just have to give her a hug next week." ;)
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
April 15, 2013 ~ In the Wake...
In the wake of today's tragedy (and let's not talk about that, since it's all anyone is talking about) it got me thinking.
They shut down the cell towers, blocking communication, closed the metro and I'm sure the streets- if not closed, were gridlock. I work downtown. Therefore, were something to happen in my town, God forbid, how would I get to Billy?
It's a new world we live in.
I need a plan. Daddy and I need a plan. And that plan needs to include how to get Billy from daycare and rendezvous some place safe.
Everyone should have a plan. If there's anything that tsunamis, earthquakes and bombings teach us is that we need to be prepared. I'm not talking doomsday prepper prepared.
Here's what my plan is going to consist of:
1.) getting in touch with Daddy and with daycare
2.) picking a rendezvous spot and meeting there, even if it takes hours for us all to arrive
3.) gather supplies in the event that we need to flee farther
4.) contact nearby relatives to check on their status
IF phone lines are down we need to know some of these details ahead of time.
Be prepared. Make a plan. I'm going to.
They shut down the cell towers, blocking communication, closed the metro and I'm sure the streets- if not closed, were gridlock. I work downtown. Therefore, were something to happen in my town, God forbid, how would I get to Billy?
It's a new world we live in.
I need a plan. Daddy and I need a plan. And that plan needs to include how to get Billy from daycare and rendezvous some place safe.
Everyone should have a plan. If there's anything that tsunamis, earthquakes and bombings teach us is that we need to be prepared. I'm not talking doomsday prepper prepared.
Here's what my plan is going to consist of:
1.) getting in touch with Daddy and with daycare
2.) picking a rendezvous spot and meeting there, even if it takes hours for us all to arrive
3.) gather supplies in the event that we need to flee farther
4.) contact nearby relatives to check on their status
IF phone lines are down we need to know some of these details ahead of time.
Be prepared. Make a plan. I'm going to.
April 14, 2013 ~ Pink Toes
We've had more successful attempts at poop on the potty, and many unsuccessful attempts too. But this weekend Billy won himself a new garden shovel and the right to have pink toes. I'm resolved to buy some nail polish in a "boy" color so that he doesn't look quite so girly. Here are our matching toes, a la Billy's request. Buddy posed for us too.
National Cherry Blossom Festival, Continued...
It's impossible to write out a blog post on my phone, and it even doesn't post pictures correctly. My apologies for being behind again, but we've been absolutely swamped at work and I'm not able to keep up with things like eating and sleeping, much less a blog. Something's got to give.
Anyways, here is what happened at the festival:
This weekend we went to the National Cherry Blossom Festival in DC and to the Japanese Festival.
First, we went to the Japanese festival, which was in the streets between the Capitol and the White House. Literally, standing in the middle of the street looking one way I could see the dome of the Capitol and looking the other, the White House. Then looking around me- geishas, samurais and random anime characters. I didn't take any photos because it was as crowded as a mosh pit at a concert- no exaggeration. Hell to navigate with a stroller.
From there we wandered down the Mall past the Washington Monument.
After that we walked down to the Tidal Basin to look at the blossoms. It's very late for them to be blooming, but they were only just past their peak. We've had very cold weather.
We walked down to look at the Jefferson Memorial. I didn't take this pic of Billy looking up at Mr. Jefferson- my friend did, but it's an awesome pic. "Mommy, he's really tall..."
Billy's favorite part was seeing Mr. Jefferson in his "house". He also liked riding on the green train that wasn't green. (The metro on the green line).
He had a great time, but when I asked him what he liked best, he said the tigers. I think he liked the circus last weekend better than hanging out in DC with friends. That's ok. The tigers were really cool.
Anyways, here is what happened at the festival:
This weekend we went to the National Cherry Blossom Festival in DC and to the Japanese Festival.
First, we went to the Japanese festival, which was in the streets between the Capitol and the White House. Literally, standing in the middle of the street looking one way I could see the dome of the Capitol and looking the other, the White House. Then looking around me- geishas, samurais and random anime characters. I didn't take any photos because it was as crowded as a mosh pit at a concert- no exaggeration. Hell to navigate with a stroller.
From there we wandered down the Mall past the Washington Monument.
After that we walked down to the Tidal Basin to look at the blossoms. It's very late for them to be blooming, but they were only just past their peak. We've had very cold weather.
We walked down to look at the Jefferson Memorial. I didn't take this pic of Billy looking up at Mr. Jefferson- my friend did, but it's an awesome pic. "Mommy, he's really tall..."
Billy's favorite part was seeing Mr. Jefferson in his "house". He also liked riding on the green train that wasn't green. (The metro on the green line).
He had a great time, but when I asked him what he liked best, he said the tigers. I think he liked the circus last weekend better than hanging out in DC with friends. That's ok. The tigers were really cool.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
April 13, 2013 ~ Cherry Blossom Festival
Today we went to the cherry blossom festival. It was actually my first time. Here are some photos of the very well behaved Billy at the festival. More details to come.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Where Have I Been?
I realize it's been several days since I posted. It's also been several days since I got more than a nap or had more than five minutes to consume a meal. What's going on? Massive state contract at work. My assistant quit back in January and we don't have a replacement yet. So, I had to forfeit sleep and food to try to get everything done. That includes the blog.
Well, that also means I haven't been spending a lot of time with Billy.
So, I'll leave you with a picture of some eggs that Billy dyed for Easter. And yes, I just got around to throwing them out.
Well, that also means I haven't been spending a lot of time with Billy.
So, I'll leave you with a picture of some eggs that Billy dyed for Easter. And yes, I just got around to throwing them out.
Monday, April 8, 2013
The Sunday Post ~ How to Camp With a Baby/Toddler Part 2
Awhile back I wrote a quick summary of how to camp with a baby/toddler.
How to Camp With a Baby/Toddler
But what I didn't include was an actual list of things to bring. Since camping season is just about to start, here is the list that I use to pack for camping. This is just stuff for baby/toddler to be included with regular camping gear
Avoid milk. If you have to, get some individual milks. I usually take juice boxes too. I avoid sippys if I can. Camping stores sell scrubby brushes with soap built into them, but it requires potable water to wash with. I usually pack 2 per day (per kid) and bring home the gross ones to run through the dishwasher instead of cleaning on site.
Baby list:
# of diapers he uses per day + four extra per day
box of wipes (yes, a whole box)
a sheet saver to use as a changing pad
2 cloth diapers for whatever small person bodily fluid emergency
diaper rash ointment
SUNSCREEN!!!
wide-brimmed hat
fever medication (just in case)
any regular medication that baby/toddler takes
baby lotion
baby allergy medication
3 outfits per day
coat or sweater that is comfortable to sleep in
1 sleep outfit per night with long pants
2 summer blankets
1 heavy baby blanket
2 sheets for baby sleeping arrangement
baby pillow (if he/she uses one)
White noise machine
2-4 favorite luvies for crib
binkies
2 pairs of shoes
3 pairs of socks per day
3 baby bowls
6 baby spoons
2 sippy cups per day
1 plastic bib
baby shampoo
1 bath towel
3 wash clothes
2 swimsuits/swim shirts
1 bag of books (5-8) for bedtime or quiet time.
1 large bag of random toys
1 small bag of toys for car ride that he doesn't get outside of car
1 large blanket to play on
toothbrush
crib/pack'n'play (for sleeping and play
shade (either a shade tent or a tarp with rope to hang up. good to keep both sun and rain off)
stroller- bring one with a feeding tray if still an infant.
Food for baby/toddler:
bananas
animal crackers in gladware
cheerios in gladware
fruit loops in gladware
raisins
pb&js for lunch
grapes
yogurt bites (instead of yogurt)
arrowroot cookies (good for unhappy bellys) (gerber makes them)
precut cheese
juice boxes
water
already cooked peas (serve cold)
baby carrots
anything for you guys that they can eat too
If there is a swimming area:
1 bag of water toys/beach toys
1 swim towel
1 pair of sandals or water shoes
swim diapers
Bring a ball. A big ball. Glowsticks are awesome. Flashlights are fun. Make games out of what's there, like picking up sticks.
How to Camp With a Baby/Toddler
But what I didn't include was an actual list of things to bring. Since camping season is just about to start, here is the list that I use to pack for camping. This is just stuff for baby/toddler to be included with regular camping gear
Avoid milk. If you have to, get some individual milks. I usually take juice boxes too. I avoid sippys if I can. Camping stores sell scrubby brushes with soap built into them, but it requires potable water to wash with. I usually pack 2 per day (per kid) and bring home the gross ones to run through the dishwasher instead of cleaning on site.
Baby list:
# of diapers he uses per day + four extra per day
box of wipes (yes, a whole box)
a sheet saver to use as a changing pad
2 cloth diapers for whatever small person bodily fluid emergency
diaper rash ointment
SUNSCREEN!!!
wide-brimmed hat
fever medication (just in case)
any regular medication that baby/toddler takes
baby lotion
baby allergy medication
3 outfits per day
coat or sweater that is comfortable to sleep in
1 sleep outfit per night with long pants
2 summer blankets
1 heavy baby blanket
2 sheets for baby sleeping arrangement
baby pillow (if he/she uses one)
White noise machine
2-4 favorite luvies for crib
binkies
2 pairs of shoes
3 pairs of socks per day
3 baby bowls
6 baby spoons
2 sippy cups per day
1 plastic bib
baby shampoo
1 bath towel
3 wash clothes
2 swimsuits/swim shirts
1 bag of books (5-8) for bedtime or quiet time.
1 large bag of random toys
1 small bag of toys for car ride that he doesn't get outside of car
1 large blanket to play on
toothbrush
crib/pack'n'play (for sleeping and play
shade (either a shade tent or a tarp with rope to hang up. good to keep both sun and rain off)
stroller- bring one with a feeding tray if still an infant.
Food for baby/toddler:
bananas
animal crackers in gladware
cheerios in gladware
fruit loops in gladware
raisins
pb&js for lunch
grapes
yogurt bites (instead of yogurt)
arrowroot cookies (good for unhappy bellys) (gerber makes them)
precut cheese
juice boxes
water
already cooked peas (serve cold)
baby carrots
anything for you guys that they can eat too
If there is a swimming area:
1 bag of water toys/beach toys
1 swim towel
1 pair of sandals or water shoes
swim diapers
Bring a ball. A big ball. Glowsticks are awesome. Flashlights are fun. Make games out of what's there, like picking up sticks.
April 6, 2013 ~ Billy's First Circus
Do you know how expensive the circus is these days? Wow. We were going to take Billy, but between the shows all being at naptime/bedtime and the cost we decided to wait until next year. Then I got free tickets. Who can pass up free tickets? (Clearly not me).
We had a birthday party at lunchtime, so Billy went no nap on his way to the circus.
Here we are at the circus. In this photo you can see Billy's head, elephants and acrobats hanging from the ceiling.
Here's Billy in his seat:
If you ask him what his favorite part was he will tell you the elephants. Ok, elephants are really cool, especially elephants that do tricks.
(On a side note, I was not so happy to see the trainers using bull hooks and hitting the elephants. I had hoped the circus had evolved some. If you don't know what I'm referring to, read Water For Elephants.)
We got to see a very angry tiger almost eat her trainer. Yeah, that happened. My coworker speculates (he was there) that it may have been part of the act. Could be. But the other big cats in the ring were under control. Just not this one very angry Tiger.
I think one of Billy's favorite parts of the whole experience was sitting in a theater seat. They don't stay down unless you're sitting on them, and at a toddler weight, they don't stay down unless you're sitting on the very end of the seat. He found this fascinating and ended up sitting in my lap the whole time between wanting to push the seat up and down from my seat and because he couldn't see when it would squish him.
Despite going no nap he stayed up for the whole show and was so excited to see everything. He really liked the animals. There should have been more animal acts. He liked the 8 motorcycles in the cage of death and some parts with the clowns. Let's not forget the dragon at the end.
And I can assure, after all of that activity, he was passed out before our car ever left the parking garage on the way home.
We had a birthday party at lunchtime, so Billy went no nap on his way to the circus.
Here's Billy in his seat:
(On a side note, I was not so happy to see the trainers using bull hooks and hitting the elephants. I had hoped the circus had evolved some. If you don't know what I'm referring to, read Water For Elephants.)
We got to see a very angry tiger almost eat her trainer. Yeah, that happened. My coworker speculates (he was there) that it may have been part of the act. Could be. But the other big cats in the ring were under control. Just not this one very angry Tiger.
I think one of Billy's favorite parts of the whole experience was sitting in a theater seat. They don't stay down unless you're sitting on them, and at a toddler weight, they don't stay down unless you're sitting on the very end of the seat. He found this fascinating and ended up sitting in my lap the whole time between wanting to push the seat up and down from my seat and because he couldn't see when it would squish him.
Despite going no nap he stayed up for the whole show and was so excited to see everything. He really liked the animals. There should have been more animal acts. He liked the 8 motorcycles in the cage of death and some parts with the clowns. Let's not forget the dragon at the end.
And I can assure, after all of that activity, he was passed out before our car ever left the parking garage on the way home.
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