Luke is generally not that excited about ice cream but with a little encouragement he agreed to participate in the celebration. Maybe I should have national string bean night...but then I would have to eat them, too. Mentioning green vegetables in a post about ice cream just doesn't seem right.
Monday, July 18, 2011
I heard it was National Ice Cream day and thought we should do our part to celebrate. Did you know the average American consumes 23.2 quarts of ice cream per year? Yum! This was not our first trip to Dairy Queen but it was the first time we left without any tears. The boys were enamored with their dip cones. This brought back fond memories of all our Wednesday trips to Tastee-Freez in Glennallen, Alaska. The chocolate dip cone is indeed timeless.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
An eventful week here at the hive, so many "firsts": the first day of SECOND GRADE?! Oh my word, how can this be? I jumped into year around school with enthusiasm when we moved here last summer, but I was questioning our decision on Monday when we started a new school year 9 days after we ended the last one. I was a little dazed and confused but Luke has zipped out of the car every morning with a cheerful smile. I think he likes the structure and routine that school provides.
Eli's first attempt at eating a popsicle. You can count on the 3rd child to go about life in his way. I received the Zoku popsicle maker for my birthday and it is so stinkin' awesome. We have only made orange so far but the kiddos are quite smitten.
My first attempt at the kiddos eating their first Zoku popsicles. It was my only attempt by the way because I was quite discouraged with the result. (The picture, not the popsicle).I know there are certain Grandmas who would really like a picture of all 3 boys so I will keep trying. Maybe minus the popsicles next time.
First flowers....in our new house. Today is our 9th anniversary and Steve tried a new florist. I would say he made a wise choice. These are amazing. Other firsts include the first day the mercury tops 100 degrees which also coincides with the first day our upstairs AC stopped working. Yup. Good times. We knew it wasn't working well when we moved in but it completely stopped cooling the upstairs on Monday. Thankfully we have nice friends who loaned us their giant portable unit and we are so grateful because it was a balmy 97 degrees upstairs before dinner yesterday. We were able to cool things off with the temporary unit so we could sleep and the AC man arrived promptly at noon today. We are back in business. For now. Such an exciting week so far and it's only Wednesday. Stay tuned.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
For the first time in 8 years, our annual trip to the beach with Steve's family did not involve a cross-country plane ride. Oh what a difference no jet lag makes. Although taking 3 boys to the beach is much trickier than 2, it seems like we were all a smidge more content this year. Luke used to run screaming from the beach as a toddler and now he jumps right in the surf, eager to keep up with his cousins. He really improved his board-riding skills, thanks to the helpful hints from numerous extended family members.
This about sums up Eli's beach week adventures. He was mostly Mr. Mellow, just hanging out in the water or loading a water bottle with goopy sand. I will say that he probably ate his weight in sand as we are still seeing the remnants of said consumption. It's lovely. He quickly figured out that Grandma and his auntie would walk him anywhere and he progressed from barely walking with both hands held to walking cautiously with his auntie, only holding one hand. He has a long ways to go but is showing signs of walking independently soon.
My niece, nephews and their numerous cousins have mostly graduated from digging in the sand and have moved on to spending hours in the surf. This is one of my nephews going back for more.
Andy has not progressed to riding the waves and had a challenging week. He is still captivated by cars, trucks and trains yet was just curious enough about the activity around him that he wanted to take part. He lasted about 10 minutes on his board, just one monster wave and he would run screaming for the beach. We often joke that lives in a place we call "Andy world", making up stories with his trucks and acting them out. It felt like he spent the whole week in the sand with this truck, yet his frustration with the ocean was clearly evident. On our last morning, I finally coaxed him into the waves and he splashed around confidently as if he was made for the water. Andy is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
It wouldn't be a week at the beach if we didn't dig a hole. When Luke wasn't in the water he was building a fort and daring the ocean to wash it away. Most of his projects partially survived high tide. This was his final build before we went home. He was quite proud and insisted on posing. We had a wonderful week with our family and just like previous years, there are so many pictures I failed to take. We savored naps on the porch in the rocking chairs and hanging out under the gazebo at Grandma and Grandpa's. We read, chatted with visitors after the boys were asleep, enjoyed numerous entertaining performances by our multi-talented aunts, uncles and cousins...such a blessing to be a part of a fabulous family.