Tuesday, June 30, 2009
So go for it. List your blog if you have one. Maybe you will get a new reader!
Thanks for playing!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
What's the prize? Well here it is:
Kingston likes it too. Mostly he likes to carry the small bottle around the room and drop it repeatedly on the floor. But he sure looks cute doing it!
The winners? My only 2 participants, of course. Missy. Thanks for playing, Missy! And Mom. Thanks for playing, too. My 2 participants! They will both get 2 coupons for all small and mighty 3x concentrate! Missy, email me your address. I think I have it, but just in case. Mom, I know where you live.
And since no one got the 2 locations correct, I will go ahead and tell you that we were at the Marina in Wanchese for lunch (Still don't really know the official name of that joint. Anyone?) and the sound beach behind Jockey's Ridge. Close guesses, but no one got them both right. You are all winners in my book! Get it? all? Anywho. . .
Monday, June 22, 2009
That's all for now. Sufficiently confused? I thought so. Me, too.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Extremely sleepy AND hungry, wouldn't you say?
Oh. And just a few disclaimers. 1. We were driving down the road at about 55 mph. Sorry for the bumps. 2. I don't often feed my 1 1/2 year old (exact age as of today!) Doritos. Just so you know.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Nana just sent me some pictures of their time together. Let's see if we can put together the pieces of exactly what went on.
First off, I think they must have watched the Thomas the Tank Engine DVD that I put in his overnight bag. If I had to guess, I'd say they watched it multiple times.
Then they must have played with the storage containers in the kitchen. Grandpa would build the pyramid and Kingston would knock it down. Am I right? (Oh, and Nana, it might be time to recycle some of those yogurt containers. You seem to have quite a few!)
Next was the viewing of Girls Gone Wild! What in the world were you watching? I thought your TV was permanently tuned to Sprout? Luckily Kingston didn't seem to be paying much attention to it and instead was eating the Tinker Toys.
Playing with the storage containers while holding the Thomas DVD case. Multi-tasking, if you will. And I might.
Then Kingston either A) was put in the washer in lieu of taking a bath, or 2) was forced to do laundry. Either one is fine. (If he's doing laundry, thanks for teaching him! I've got some he can work on in the morning.)
Kingston may or may not have been roaming the halls of the local high school. I cannot be totally sure. Word on the street is he visited Aunt Freda and took her out to lunch at Wendy's. That's just what I'm hearing. And good thing he still has his Thomas DVD case with him. You never know when you will need to watch a good movie.
Seems as if there might have been some time spent at the park. If I had to guess, I'd say Nana encouraged more playing in the fossil pit more than climbing and sliding down the slide.
Kingston came home a happy camper. He loves to play with Nana and Grandpa, as you can see. Now I just have to figure out how to convince him that he can breathe, eat, sleep and play all on his own without my help. I don't think he had to do any of those things alone for the past day! But that's what grandparents are for, right? And my day and a half alone was much needed and well worth it.
Monday, June 15, 2009
After playing at the park for about an hour this morning, Kingston and I stopped by Grandpa's favorite place, Winks, also known as the Office, for a quick visit. After hanging out in Grandpa's arms for a few minutes while he took it all in, we let Kingston down to explore the greatest little market/convenience store on the planet. He went for the book aisle and then found some toys. Somehow we managed to keep him away from the real toy aisle. . . at least for now! I would hate for Grandpa to spend his retirement on crappy, touristy beach toys just because Kingston showed interest in them! As he started to really realize that he was actually down and allowed to explore in a store (instead of being held, in a cart, or in a stroller) Kingston began running up and down the aisles. Running. Not walking fast. Definitely running. Grandpa and I had to track him down a reign him in once the screaming in glee started! Be careful what you wish for. . . you just might get it. We have a runner.
While in Winks, we ran (literally) into our friends Will and Helen and they invited us to lunch. We had a fun time dining with them. Thanks for lunch, Will! Good thing I see him at work because we didn't really get to talk about anything at lunch between telling Kingston to stop throwing his toys on the floor and trying to keep Helen in her booster seat!
After naps, yes, that is naps, plural, since I took one, too, Kingston and I went for a walk/wagon ride around the block. We went to the gazebo at the end of the road to look around and check out the water. Boy did Kingston check it out. He headed right out into it like we had been going there and swimming for years. In fact, it was the first time we had gone there and gotten out to play. He had a blast playing in the shallow water. Next time we will take a towel and wear bathing suits! And next time I will get him to ride in the wagon all the way home without having multiple temper tantrums. Multiple. Severe ones. He would not sit in the wagon and the only option for him was for me to carry him. Wet, soggy diaper, loudly bumping wagon, pissy mama. I would bet we were a pretty funny sight to see walking home. Picture it. On second thought, don't.
So after an early bath to wash the funky sound water off, and an early dinner in hopes that the attitude was due to being hungry, Kingston and I headed to Harris Teeter to return a movie and cruise the aisles. While I was putting him back in his car seat to head home, I noticed that he has somehow chipped a tooth at some point in the day! I think it might have been during one of the fits in the wagon, but I can't be sure. Perhaps it was the cause of one of the fits in the wagon, but I can't be sure. It is very small and barely noticeable, but it is surely there. Lucky for us it is just a baby tooth and it is quite small. I tried to get a picture but it just really didn't do it justice.
Kingston is now sleeping soundly. Tomorrow he heads to Ms. Cindy's for the day and then is going to spend the night with Nana and Grandpa! I am going to have my very first solo beach day in about 2 years on Wednesday! I can't wait. Totally solo (except for some girlfriends) since Nigel left today for work in South Carolina until Thursday. I plan to keep us as busy as possible until he comes home just to pass the time. We sure do miss him when he's gone!
Temper tantrums are a lot more fun when you have someone to share them with.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The story is under the Traveller's Notebook section and is appropriately named Blackout. (Read the end of the article on the first page to find out why. Let's just say I'm glad I wasn't there to see it.) Click on the little ear buds at the bottom of each picture to hear the commentary that the boys gave for each photo. Pretty cool, I think. But don't worry-I can't even pick out Nigel's voice in most of the blurbs!
I'm so proud of Nigel.
And judging by the amount of time Kingston spent in the water at the beach today and the longing gazes he gave every raft, surfboard and skimboard he laid his little eyes on, he will follow in his dad's flat-footed footsteps. I do love a surfer boy. I do. Especially ones that belong to me!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Kingston put on his own little show for some folks under the tent. He was dancing to the music and swinging around the tent pole.
Grandpa and Aunt Freda were trying to convince Kingston of something but he doesn't seem to be buying it. (And no, that isn't Nana, it is Nana's not-twin sister.)
And speaking of buying it, I was NOT buying Kingston the inflatable SpongeBob SquarePants that he couldn't keep his eyes off of.
What a waste of money. That guy must have made a killing at Dare Day. Every kid I saw had an inflatable something. Dora the Explorer, Spiderman, SpongeBob, Patrick the starfish. Crap. I refused. . .
But Grandpa didn't. When we got back to Nana and Grandpa's boat (docked right in the middle of the festivities-so fun!) Kingston discovered that Grandpa had made a big purchase. Silly Grandpa. But the kid really did love the inflatable SpongeBob. He has made his home on the boat permanently, since I refused to bring him home with us!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
after mowing the grass,
He would play in it for about 5 seconds and then run away and start to cry.
I switched it to the good old trusty sprinkler and he fell back in love with the sprinkler in the yard! Especially when Dad came out to play!
Eventually the diaper got to be too much. Naked sprinkler fun in the back yard!
Tell me Kingston isn't going to love me when he gets to be a teenager and looks back on posts such as this!!! I think I am succeding as a mother!