Giraffe

I don't only love ferrets.......I also love a giraffe!

Awww, da baby got a big boy bed

Happy two years Baby! You're so big now! The baby got his crib turned into a big boy bed.

Close up necessary!

Awwwwww

Baby Mac

So I took the boys, previously referred to as "the four year old" and "the baby" out on a play date with friends. Below is a picture of "The Baby," who is actually two years old, walking with a very good friend. These two are tight. They like to run around together squealing and bursting into uproarious giggles. This is an adorable picture of the two looking all cute and innocent. Right?

Wait a minute...What is happening here? What is The Baby doing? Is he making a move?

Ahh, The Baby was successful! How cute!

Actually he was just reaching out to put his arm around her as she is doing to him in the last picture. This was just one of those lucky camera shots that made for a really funny photo.

Give him a couple more years though and he'll be irresistible. His personality already out shines them all! Love ya Baby!

Some People Have Lunch With Co-Workers

Others, like myself, don't really have co-workers. I work with children. Two boys actually, a four year old and a 23 month old. We decided to eat lunch at a local kid friendly establishment. These are city kids. They know how to eat in a restaurant. The four year old can order for himself. He knows things like if he wants his sandwich grilled or not, wheat bread, the fruit side, and HOLD THE PICKLE. You do not want to see a pickle arrive riding on anyone's plate at our table. Trust me.

So he orders his ham and cheese with mayo, on wheat bread, not cooked, no pickle, and fruit. I order a grilled cheese - no pickle, please. The milks arrive. He inserts his straw into the lid and stabs it right through the bottom side of the styrofoam cup. Milk is pouring everywhere! "Help!" he yells. I plug the whole with my finger as best I can. "Help!" I yell to the waitress.

Our food arrives shortly after the mess has been cleaned up. (The waitress brought a towel.) The four year old asks for my grilled cheese. What? I'm dishing out the fruit (They each only eat certain ones, so I must divide the fruit cup, giving each the appropriate colored fruit.) The four year old puts an entire slice of ham in his mouth, gags, and throws up on his plate.

Clean up at table 4!- Again!

Finally things calm down - for the most part - and we enjoy a pleasant lunch.

(That is at least until the end when the waitress shows the baby that she's giving his big brother a lolly pop that he cannot have.)

Happy lunching everyone!

Personalized Plate

Look at this wonderful plate the boys made for me at school. See the tracing of their little hands? They colored a picture on paper and then it was sent to some company that put it on plates, bowls, or trays. It was done after school so I was with them. They each made one for themselves and then one for me, so I'll have something to remember them by. I love it! I ate my lunch off of it today :)