Singing in the Rain

Is it just me, or have we gotten an unusual amount of rain this spring? I'm not complaining-I love it! But the timing always seems to be exactly when I bring the lawnmower out to cut the grass. This was a few weeks ago and literally moments after I got started, the downpour came.

Jordan and I watched the storm from the garage. He even ventured out into it a few times with the umbrella.

A Bad Influence

Since Jordan was about three months old, he's been a thumb sucker. Shortly after discovering his thumb, he found that his pointer finger fit nicely in his nose at the same time. So he has assumed this position whenever he is tired and ready to sleep. He gets that distant look in his eyes, fingers take their places and his head tilts sideways slightly.

Although I think he's adorable, I'm sure other parents don't want their children following the example of my little brain excavator. So imagine my horror (or hidden enjoyment) when I saw Pyper doing the same thing. I caught her three times, but of course did not have a camera handy or available fast enough. So, I posed the two on the counter after lunch and convinced them to reenact their thumb suck nose pick stance. Jordan had no problem getting into position, but Pyper, being less practiced, made her own variation.

Either way-I'm sorry Andy and Ashlie! I may have created a monster! But she's still cute!

Getting Ready for a Night On the Town

While I was combing Pyper's hair, I told her that she looked pretty. Jordan wanted to be pretty too, so he hopped up on the counter. After they were both adequately prettied up, I snapped a quick picture.

We are going to dinner tonight. This ought to be fun...I'm outnumbered. Wish me luck.

Welcome, Pyper!

For the next few days, we get to have Pyper in our family. Ashlie and Andy went to New York for a little trip, and Pyper is staying with us. She woke up this morning and asked where her mommy and daddy were. When I said that they had gone bye-bye, but she could play with me and Jordan, she had a look of TERROR on her face. It melted my heart. We did what we could do distract her from the lack of her parents.

She and Jordan took a bath and had breakfast. Jordan is so excited to have her here. He keeps showing her some of his favorite toys and is watching over her like a big brother.

We went to the park after lunch time when I decided they weren't quite tired enough. So after about 30 minutes of romping around on the playground and running on the grass, they went down for naps.

That brings me to now. I am enjoying a few minutes of quiet while the little munchkins sleep. It won't last long before we'll be at it again!

Mothers' Day Program

Jordan's preschool class had a program today for Mothers' Day. It was so cute to see my little guy singing songs and just being such a big boy. He gave me a cup with seeds he had planted. I'm told they will be radishes someday.

After the little program, we got a quick shot. Yes-I do have shorter hair.

Bird Nest in the Barbeque

While doing some spring cleaning, I came across this happy little home a few weeks ago. I told Aaron that he got to clean it up. I reminded him a few times over the course of about a week or two, but he didn't get around to taking it out.

Then, this weekend, we took a peek inside to find an egg! I called the Tracy Aviary and they told me that once we touched it the bird would not return. Well, we like to barbecue and were not keen on the idea of allowing a bird to take up residence there. So Aaron promised to clean it out. The next day when I looked to see if we had more eggs, the egg was GONE!! I swear, nobody has access to our porch (there are no stairs into the yard) I looked all over and it was not anywhere to be found. I'm pretty sure Mama Bird was ticked and came back to get her egg.

Anyway, Aaron then cleaned it all out and we thought it was over. But the next day, we noticed a few more twigs that had magically appeared. A little later, there were more twigs. So we keep throwing them away and she keeps bringing them.

Talk about a serious battle of territory! In the end, we will win. But I hope it doesn't require grilling a bird.