Ellie has decided that in lieu of a treehouse or a playhouse, she would like us to build her a research lab.
Happy Father’s Day to the guy who matched me diaper for diaper, bottle for bottle, and late night for late night. Now you’re the stay-at-home dad, coordinator of appointments, lessons, and lunch boxes. I couldn’t ask for a better partner, and our kids are lucky to have you as an example of what a great dad should be. <3 🙂
Me, helping open the Peeps from Ellie’s Easter basket: “You know, when I was a kid, we only got Peeps at Easter. They didn’t have them for Valentine’s Day or Christmas or anything.”
Ellie, aghast: “That’s just cruel!”
This Halloween was a blur, as we spent the first half of the day driving back from the wedding. We’d stopped in Freeport overnight, but that meant 3.5 hours of driving with two wound-up kids and two tired parents.
I considered skipping trick-or-treating this year — I think the kids would have been OK with that — but after spending the majority of the day cooped up in the car, it was a relief to walk around and stretch my legs. After we got home, I told the kids to put on some costumes from their costume stash and we were off for the candy hunt.
Gwen went as a ladybug (note the pants are inside-out and backwards, a personal best), and Ellie went through a few costume changes before she settled on the above, claiming she was a maid.
Can’t tell they dressed themselves, can ya? 😉
Gwen has her first loose tooth, and she’s so eager to have it out, she keeps begging her older sister to kick her in the face.