Thursday, June 24, 2010

A Walk at the Cabin, and a SLUG!

Last weekend we went to the cabin for opening season for crab.  We arrived Friday night, just in time for George to take a bath and head to bed.  Poppa was there for the weekend, and he let George sleep in his room.  I think they both really enjoyed that.  I know Georgie loves waking up and seeing his Poppa right there.  And George was nice and slept while Poppa read in bed at night, and even when he talked on the phone to Grandma.  And he didn't wake up during the night or get Poppa up too early in the morning.  Even if George would wake up, he'd chatter and play very quietly in the pack-n-play until Poppa got up.  Then he was ready to go with a giant grin.

George and I took a walk in the rain on Saturday, just to get out of the house for a while.  For at least half of our walk the rain stopped, and the rest it was nice enough to just drizzle.  All the rain made for some great mud puddles that George practiced jumping in.  He also had fun putting his hands in the puddles, playing with Jazzie and putting rocks in the puddles.






















































































Then George discovered a slug.  I told him he could touch it, but he did not want to.  I asked him if he wanted Mommy to touch it, and he backed up and said, "noo."  So instead he stared at it for a long time, then threw rocks at it, and tried to touch it with rocks.  When we got back to the house, I asked him to tell Poppa about the slug.  His reply, "I threw rocks at it!"






















































































George also went to pick me some flowers on our walk.  Everytime he sees roadside daisies, he wants to pick them for Grandma.  But since Grandma was not there this weekend, he picked them for "Mommy" and "Jazzie!"
































































































































And finally, what we all came for, CRAB!  Beautiful, yummy red rock crab.

Playdate at the Park and the Beach

We went for a nice walk with 3 other moms and their tots, and the halfway point was a lovely park with a playground and a beach right on Lake Washington.  George had a wonderful time playing on the playground, and he especially loved the bouncy bridge.  He likes to climb up onto it, then run in place, pounding his little feet and making that bridge wiggle and sway.
































































Like his fancy new shades?  They have Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Too on them.  George loves them and wears them when it's sunny.  He says, "Sun, bight.  Gyasses?"

After George tired of the playground, we headed over to the beach. The last time we were there, George really hated the feeling of being barefoot in the sand.  This time he insisted on taking his shoes off, and he had a wonderful time playing in the sand and in the water.  His favorite activity was taking a cup into the water, filling it up, then walking out of the water to pour it into the sand.  Then repeat!





















































































































































As you can imagine, he got his pants quite wet.  I was not very prepared and didn't have a change of clothes, so he rode home in the stroller with just his shirt, his shades and his diaper on.  He was sprawled in his usual laid back position, waving to EVERYONE we passed, and most of the cars that drove by.  When a group would walk by, George would wave and say, "Hi!"  He loved the attention and got many, many remarks on the way back to the car.

Silly boy in a big hat!

The other day Grandma and Poppa were in town for a couple days, and Georgie was playing in the driveway wearing one of my hats.  He looked so cute, I just had to capture it.
































































Georgie had been busy playing one of his favorite games, "locking and unlocking."  He loves to take keys, anyones keys, and "unlock" car doors, house doors, anything with a lock.  He uses the same key for all of them.  Poppa asked George to touch the lock on his trunk and as soon as George's finger touched the lock, Poppa used the remote to pop the trunk!  George jumped back in fright and wonder.  But then he tried to replicate it, except by then he had the remote in his hands, so we had no button to push.











































I cannot resist that smile!

Haircut, First Lollipop & Lax

I took George to get his haircut two Sundays ago.  It was a last minute decision while Daddy took a rest.  As soon as we got there, George started saying, "No haircut Mommy, no haircut."  Over and over again.  Well, poor little guy, I overruled him.  We went in and found someone who said they'd be patient enough, and George got to sit on the board above the chair.  It started out OK, but then he started throwing his arms up, and pulling his head away anytime she got near with her scissors.  So I ended up sitting in the chair with Georgie on my lap, holding his arms down and sometimes his head in place.  But we got through it and he looked ever so handsome!  After, the girl offered him a lollipop, and I said he could have one.  She brought out a big bag of Dummies and Tootsie Pops and held it open for George to choose, as she said to me, "You probably want him to have a small one."  Well, of course George didn't want a small one, so he chose a giant tootsie pop.  I tried to offer him a Dummie in replacement, but he just tried to take it too!  So we put one back and he got his first ever lollipop.  And he really enjoyed it!  Luckily, after we got home and got ready for dinner, he forgot all about it and into the bin it went, with George none the wiser.











































































































George loves outside dinners.  He cries, "Dinnertime!  Outside!"  Sometimes he gets to sit on the big chairs, other times we sit right on the lawn.  This night he's eating yummy steak, corn and cheese.  Mmmm, Mmmm.  After dinner he decided he wanted to play with Chris's lacrosse stick.  It is his new favorite toy.  He grabs it up and says, "Throw ball, Jazzie."  He tries to throw the ball for her, but she's a bit afraid of the lacrosse stick, so sometimes they have to play separately.









































































































Monday, June 7, 2010

Exploring the Great Outdoors




















































































































































Flowers for Grandma

George asked Mommy to pick some flowers for Grandma while we were on a walk near the cabin.  He carried them all the home and then gave them to Grandma!