Play dates & Playgrounds.

-Play date with the Marriotts-

We recently had a play date with our friends, Molly and Mina. Since they live in Oregon now, when they come into town, we consider ourselves lucky if they can pencil us into their busy schedule. We got to see them a couple hours before they left town and every time we hang out, I wish they would move back. I want Mina and Lucy to grow up together but...until that time comes, we will take what we can get! Love you guys.

Londy and Mina

Mina and Lulu - both are 8 months old.

Not sure why, but I loved this picture of Lulu.

Props to Molly for snagging all these pictures.

The whole gang.

-Outside fun-

Londy found himself a treasure. (broken foam mallet)

Ah yes, the transformer phase. My mom has this habit of getting them a new transformer at least twice a week. That's all fine and dandy except for I never played with transformers growing up, so when the boys ask me to 'transform' them, it is like I'm playing with a rubix cube. I am never able to do it. I've started pointing them in daddy's direction. :-)

Lucy loves being outside and watching the boys play. The dress she's wearing was my most recent project. Took me around 3 hours to make that dress (not the coat), but I did it! No pattern necessary. I'm planning on making many more for the new business I'm starting up. A kid's clothing line! I'm really excited about this, so any free time I get, I have been working on it. I'll post pictures as I go.

Londy at the playground.

Cash has been teething lately. His fingers are always in his mouth.

Lucy and dad.

MAC chap stick update.

My long lost friend has been found.

Apparently, I had looked everywhere BUT inside of their 'big boy potties'. I looked around and under them, two different times.

I was putting Lucy down, who's bedroom shares a wall with our bathroom, and could hear the boys making a mess in my room. I walk into my bedroom only to see them smiling and sitting on their potties. I start to get mad at them because they are supposed to be in their bedroom waiting for me to come read them a bedtime story, instead of making a mess.....when I stop mid-sentence and see my holy grail of all chap sticks just lying there, barely touched and completely unscathed.

I'm embarrassed to admit that a victory dance followed. The boys started laughing and running around with me. It was a good moment.