Thomas!

We set out for a day of hiking in the Gorge and somehow got bamboozled into spending a day with Thomas and his friends and 200 other preschool boys! It was, as always, really fun to watch the Mizz having fun. It also brought back lots of memories of last year when D was just a a teeny baby and Mizz wasn't nearly as savvy at anything. Not that Mizz is really savvy at anything yet but he is making great strides. He used "apparently" correctly in a sentence today which cracked me up. D was more or less amiable the entire trip. Dave and I were even blessed with two sleeping children on the way home--which is far too rare of an occurrence for us on road trips. Since I had promised Dave some hiking as a make up Father's Day present, we stopped out Powell Butte on the way home and got about 20 minutes of semi nature in before we high tailed it back to the car. With Mizz, demanding snacks and "I want to see NATURE" every few minutes, not to mention the big drop on one side, it wasn't altogether the most relaxing nature getaway that Dave and I had imagined and miss terribly. On the way home Mizz announced that D "was a disaster!", which cracked me and Dave up. Here are some pics of the day...




Dave had an awesome time!

I was there too!


Is it so wrong for the one year to ride home in the trunk?

I'm the Absent Blogger

I have post it notes EVERYWHERE with things to blog about. Mostly they are about the sometimes ridiculous, sometimes amazing, and ever expanding conversations that I have with Mizz. I really am not sure where all my time goes. I do spend a good deal of it doing the usual suspects: laundry, cleaning, cooking, repeat to infinity. The double whammy of almost never eating out and playing outside means that there are always lots of dirty dishes, children, clothes, etc. I am not complaining though (I mostly save that for Dave). In fact, I am so thrilled with summer, I can't help being somewhat sad about what the inevitable winter will bring. Granted, the rain is months away and Mizz and D will be very different by then so I really have no idea what it will be like. Maybe they'll spend hours playing Scrabble together. Or maybe we'll install a mud pit in our living. Seriously. Mizz can spend hours playing in the mud. In fact as I type this he is bargaining with Dave about mud right now. He is supposed to be playing with water right now, which is considerably easier to clean up, but somehow the buckets keep filling themselves up with dirt.

Other things that have diverted my attention from the blog are Facebook (after all it is really important to know what all my friends are having for breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner, and after drink snack) and Mad Men. Holy cow did that series grow on me! I am now, officially, a little obsessed. At least as obsessed as I get about anything.

Uh oh, D just woke up, which means, I've got to go make some more dirty dishes and con him into eating some food.

Ciao for now.