Grandparents' Day

Logan was joined by Hardware MaMaw and PaPaw for a picnic at his school today! It was a big event. First, PaPaw and MaMaw got to partcipate in a prayer ceremony. Next, they went to Logan's classroom and got to meet his teachers, Ms. Keah and Ms. Dawson. Then, Logan showed them around his school. He was especially excited to show them the cafeteria because that's where he usually eats lunch. After the cafeteria they had a picnic outside under the oaks on campus. MaMaw baked some yummy cookies - one of them even had his name on it! His teeth and lips got all black from the yummy sprinkles and icing, which seemed to go well with his orange fingers from the cheetos. It was a perfect Halloween lunch. Logan had a really great time and can't wait for the next Grandparents' Day! Thanks, MaMaw and PaPaw for making Logan's day so special!!!

Cover Your Toes

We were on our way to a birthday party for Logan's buddies, Cole and Cassidy. The birthday party was held at Birds Unlimited. Logan was curious about what they would be doing at a bird party, so I tried to explain to him.

Logan: Mommy, what will we do at the bird party?
Me: We'll get to see a bird demonstration and play on the space walk!
Logan: What's a bird demotrashayn?
Me: It's when the lady or man who works at the bird place brings a bird over for you to see and pet.
Logan: I don't want to touch the bird.
Me: You don't have to if you don't want to.
Logan: Will there be lots of birds there?
Me: I think so.
Logan: Do they fly?
Me: Yes, of course they fly.
Logan: Do they walk?
Me: Yes, birds can walk.
Logan: How do they walk?
Me: With their feet, Logan. (OK, so I'm starting to get a little impatient with the 20 questions routine)
Logan: So, they walk on the ground?
Me: When they walk, yes they walk on the ground.
Logan: The same ground that we walk on?
Me: Yesssssss.
Logan: But, Mommy!
Me: What?
Logan: What about if they peck our toes?
Me: They won't.
Logan: Right, 'cause we're gonna cover them up, huh?
Me: Yes, that's the reason.
Logan: What will we cover them up with?
Me: (UUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH) Ask your Daddy.
Logan: Daddy, what will we cover them up with?
Joe: Our shoes.
Logan: Oh, ok.
Me: What? Are you kidding me? You get off with only one question? Uh, uh, Logan. Ask Daddy some more questions!
Logan: No thank you, Mommy.

Marriage???

We had a funny conversation the other morning when Logan's best friend (and cousin), Daphne spent the night. I was feeding Mia while Logan and Daphne were waiting for some Mickey Mouse pancakes...

Logan: Mommy, I remember when baby Mia came out your tummy and you weren't so fat anymore.
Me: You do?
Logan: Yep, then you were just a little bit fat.
Daphne: Ooh! I want to have a baby!
Me: You have baby dolls, that's kind of like having a baby.
Daphne: No, it's not. I want a real baby.
Me: Well, you have a long time to wait. You have to grow up and get married before you can have a baby.
Daphne: Yep, and I'm gonna marry your son.
Me: You can't marry my son.
Daphne: Yes I can.
Me: No, I'm pretty sure there's a law against that.
Daphne: Why?
Me: Because you're cousins and you can't marry your cousin.
Logan: Yeah, 'cause I'm gonna marry Baby Mia!

I figured it was best not to bother trying to explain why he couldn't marry Mia. I'm pretty sure he'll decide he doesn't want to marry her anymore just as soon as she breaks one of his favorite toys!

Growing Up

My sweet "Baby Mia" is growing so fast. All in the period of one week she has learned to sit herself up from a tummy position AND she has started pulling herself into a standing position. Now, she's standing up in bed when she's ready to wake up, pulling up on the sofa and "cruising", and crawling all over the house looking for the dog! It's truly amazing. Hopefully we get a few Ma Ma's and Da Da's soon. She seems to be a little less vocal that what Logan was at this age, but her motor skills are far ahead of what his were. So funny how different they are.

I often sit and try to figure out what she's thinking. I think that her list of favorites is probably (1) Logan, (2) Zachary (the dog), (3) Daddy & Mommy, (4) Cherios. I can already tell that she's a Diva. She's high-maintenance if I've ever seen it, but when she's happy, she's SOOOO happy. I guess you could say that she's a true female - a woman in training for sure. Beautiful and sweet and everything wonderful. What more could I ask for?

Puddles, Puddles Everywhere...

This weekend I was reminded of a poem I had to recite in Pre-K (crazy, but I do actually remember the poem and I remember reciting it in front of the school!).

Puddles, puddles everywhere
I like them quite a lot
Puddles let me splash in them
And cool me when I'm hot

I don't remember who the authored the poem, but if I didn't know better I would swear it was my Logan. He had his 3rd soccer game this weekend. Now, I know there are very few little boys who can resist a good mud puddle, but I found it particularly cute when he purposely kicked the ball in the wrong direction just so that he could run through the mud puddle in front of the other team's goal. At any point during the game you could see all the kids gathered around in a pack trying to kick the soccer ball toward their goal, but Logan was nowhere near that ball. At least not unless the ball was in the mud puddle. I'm pretty sure he gets this from his father. In fact, his Daddy decided to take little trip in the mud puddles as well...

Ok, so that's not exactly the way it happened! For whatever reason, Logan's coach was unable to make it to the game this weekend. Joe, being the sweet daddy that he is, decided to step in and "coach" the team in absence of the assistant coach. Of course, Joe wasn't prepared to coach so he certainly didn't dress the part; he had on his flip flop shoes. After a few minutes of tripping over his shoes in the wet grass, he thought it would be a better idea to take off the shoes and just deal with dirty feet. Anyone who knows me knows how grossed out I was by the idea of this (dirt between your toes? ewww!!!), but I could see his point and thought that if he could get past the gross out factor, it probably was the best idea. About half way through the game the inevitable happened. Splash!!! Right into the mud puddle on his rump in front of everyone! It was hysterical. The only people not laughing were Joe, because he was too busy trying to pry his rear out of the mud, and Logan, because he was mad that his Daddy got to "play" in the mud puddle and he didn't. Logan did cheer up after the game - he got the biggest kick out of his Daddy driving home "naked". (He wasn't actually naked; he wore his boxer shorts and an undershirt.)

It was certainly a memorable day at the ball park!