When I was a kid I was always a little bit of a chicken. Scratch that. I am still a chicken. I never want to do anything fun but then Jill will always do it and then I have to. I really am so glad that I had a little sister that wasn't afraid of anything because there are a lot of cool things I would have missed out on otherwise. After Daisy went up there Rocky, just like her mama, did it too. I was proud of both of them.
We went to the Friday Night Art Walk and they got to play with clay. I wish I had taken more photos because in the background there were a bunch of people Salsa dancing in Kesey Square. Eugene is such a great place to live.
We have officially outgrown the bathtub. I suggested that they take turns but everyone wants to be with Ike.
I thought after they got used to having a baby around that they would give him a little space. On the contrary, the bigger he gets the more he smiles and the more they all want to pay attention to him. I can't blame them. He is the most charming little soul. None of them realized how risky the situation was until he started shooting pee all over the place. I guess he has to defend himself with his only weapon.
If you ever wondered why you should not give Rosy an ice cream sandwich here is your answer.
And then it was time to go back to school.
Rocky and Daisy are both going to Buena Vista so they get Spanish all day.
Kindergartener |
Second Grader |
Sorry Rosy...2 more years for you. By the way, nice jammies. |
1 comment:
Oh my goodness, Rocky looks so grown up! How did our little babies get to be 2nd graders already?!?
Brenley
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