My Little Fish

As soon as I can figure out how to get the videos saved to my computer, I will post them.  Kingston is swimming like a fish these days.  He can hold his breath for a crazy amount of time, likes to be pushed under to the bottom of the pool to pick toys up, does full-on cannon balls off the side, and can jump in and swim to the steps unassisted. 

The only problem?  He cannot, cannot, CANNOT get his little head above the water to take a breath.  He can swim, yes.  But he can't breathe while swimming, which is sort of a critical part of it. :)  I'm not sure if he is just not strong enough to paddle his arms while getting his head up, whether he is just being lazy about it since I am always there to grab him if he needs to come up, or if the just needs someone (other than Mom) to teach him how to do it.  Regardless, he is a great swimmer, especially for being only 3 1/2!

I'll post the video eventually!

Camping and a Carnival

Let's skip the excuses on the long overdue blog post and get right to it, shall we?  Yeah, I thought so.

We went camping in Ocracoke.  We had a great time.  It was in June but I'm just now posting.  I'm slack.  Sorry.  Oh, but I said I wasn't going to go into that.  Sweet!  Smooth sailing from here on out.

We played on the beach all day.  It was great.  Kingston didn't go to sleep either night until about 11:30.  We just let him play the iTouch until he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.  Sometimes you just do what you gotta do.  We did.

Kingston was not so impressed with the Ocracoke lighthouse, having seen the Cape Hatteras up close and having climbed the Corolla.  Ah, well.  It killed some time and he fell asleep on the truck ride back to the campsite so it was worth it.

Surprisingly, we kept the mosquitoes at bay.  Worse, perhaps, were the sandspurs (which Kingston called sandbars).  He is still worried about sandbars any time he steps somewhere that is natural ground and not a man-made ground of sorts.

My 2 favorite boys on the ferry.  Well, my 2 favorite boys in the world, who happened to be on the ferry when the picture was taken.   You know what I mean.

A few days after coming home from our camping trip (or maybe it was a few weeks-it was so long ago I can't even remember) a friend of mine took this picture of Kingston and Nigel at the top of the Ferris wheel at a local carnival.  Kingston was so brave.  He wasn't scared at all, just got chilly at the top.  Nigel certainly didn't mind the extra snuggles.

We've been busy this summer.  So busy I haven't had time to blog.  Or at least that's my current excuse.  Oh, wait.  No excuses.  Enjoy this post!  Who knows when there will be another one. ;)