Big holiday weekends with the kids have, until recently, mostly meant an extra day at home with the kids doing the usual weekend routine. It has just been too much effort to get out the door to do anything special, and most people who would've done something with us, had kids of a similar age, so it was a big pain for them to get out and do anything, either.
We were very happy, therefore, when our friends Cari and Eric invited us on a picnic to Cooper's Rock State Park, about 25 minutes from our place. But we had some reservations...
"Is this a hiking trip?"
"No, you can park right next to the picnic area."
"Are the bathrooms?"
"Yup, right there."
"Portajohns, or an actual building?"
"With sinks and everything."
"We're in."
The kids had a good time, and the actual overlook (a short walk from the picnic tables) is stunning--I've done my share of hiking in Shenandoah, so I sort of suspected to be underwhelmed by the view, but it was gorgeous. For some reason, I didn't actually get any shots of it, though. Probably because I was busy keeping one toddler or other from falling to his or her doom.
The kids had a good time, though...With a water fountain, a tree stump and a small boulder nearby, they were content. It's nice that the twins are now old enough that we are able to finally do things that normal people do on holiday weekends, like picnic in gorgeous state parks, for example.
Posted by claycomb at May 29, 2006 2:18 PM
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Looks like the Munchkins know how to enjoy a picnic. Bet their appetites for picnic fare matched their love of adventure. Hope you all had a great Memorial Day weekend. Apparently summer has arrived ahead of schedule.
Posted by: Gramps at June 1, 2006 12:33 PM
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sunday, May 21, 2006
May 21, 2006: CoCoPaBaBa
For several nights before Ann left for Ireland, Collin had had a bit of trouble settling down for bed, and so more than once, one of us had to go into his room at 8:30 or 9:00 to soothe him down. On a couple of occassions, Collin had whispered something incomprehensible to me through his pacifier. Unable to figure it out, I usually said something like, "OK, buddy, go to sleep." While Ann was gone, it so happened that one evening Collin was having a bit of a hyper bedtime, and so I ended up staying with him a bit longer. And there it was again, the same syllables whispered through his pacifier--cocopababa, cocoba pa na.
"What are you saying pal?" I asked, and popped the pacifier out of his mouth.
He rolled over onto his tummy, and pulled up his shirt and said it again...
I knew that he wanted me to rub his back, and it dawned on me that he wanted me to sing something for him (which his daycare providers do when he's having trouble napping).
"Buddy, do you want me to rub your back and sing 'Copacabana'?"
"Yes."
He was asleep in five minutes.
Posted by claycomb at May 21, 2006 10:34 AM
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The lad has great taste in music! Maybe tonight you can try Mandy?
Posted by: Mary Hekl at May 24, 2006 1:52 PM
Or, if its an afternoon nap The Pina Coloda Song...:-)
Posted by: Andy B at May 24, 2006 4:53 PM
Wednesday, May 3, 2006
Collin: 3; Panera: 0
Ryan gave his final exam today, so he was out of the house at 7:30 a.m. Anticipating trouble getting both kids going by myself on a rainy morning, I took them to our local Panera for breakfast. Lilah ate the blackberries I'd brought her from home, drank some milk, and delicately nibbled at a pumpkin muffin top.
Collin ate his blackberries from home, drank all of his milk and the rest of Lilah's, and ate TWO chocolate chip muffin tops. TWO. Then when I wouldn't get him a third, he got down on the floor under the table and tried to pick up the (many) crumbs he had dropped. He was particularly sad to see that some chocolate chips would be headed for the trash.
He got me back, however, for depriving him of his crumbs of breakfast when we went into the restroom so Lilah could "pee potty"--a necessary activity every 30 minutes or so, just to be safe. Collin wandered around drinking his milk, and then spilled some on the floor. Busy as I was with helping Lilah wash her hands, I wasn't quite fast enough to stop him from flinging himself prone on the bathroom floor and--brace yourselves--licking up the milk.
"I like a puppy!" he says. Indeed. Let's hope his immune system is up for it. And let's hope Panera lets us come back. At least they make money off of us!
Posted by claycomb at May 3, 2006 9:07 AM
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Hi there, I thought I'd better post a comment so you would know definitively that we are indeed keeping up with the twins renewed site.
I have to say...as a healthcare professional, the thought of Collin licking milk off the bathroom floor gives me serious pause. I'm sorry, that must have been traumatic for all of you.
I'm sure Panera will have you back - Collin is mopping their floors!
Posted by: Nanette at May 3, 2006 7:29 PM
Collin ate his blackberries from home, drank all of his milk and the rest of Lilah's, and ate TWO chocolate chip muffin tops. TWO. Then when I wouldn't get him a third, he got down on the floor under the table and tried to pick up the (many) crumbs he had dropped. He was particularly sad to see that some chocolate chips would be headed for the trash.
He got me back, however, for depriving him of his crumbs of breakfast when we went into the restroom so Lilah could "pee potty"--a necessary activity every 30 minutes or so, just to be safe. Collin wandered around drinking his milk, and then spilled some on the floor. Busy as I was with helping Lilah wash her hands, I wasn't quite fast enough to stop him from flinging himself prone on the bathroom floor and--brace yourselves--licking up the milk.
"I like a puppy!" he says. Indeed. Let's hope his immune system is up for it. And let's hope Panera lets us come back. At least they make money off of us!
Posted by claycomb at May 3, 2006 9:07 AM
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Hi there, I thought I'd better post a comment so you would know definitively that we are indeed keeping up with the twins renewed site.
I have to say...as a healthcare professional, the thought of Collin licking milk off the bathroom floor gives me serious pause. I'm sorry, that must have been traumatic for all of you.
I'm sure Panera will have you back - Collin is mopping their floors!
Posted by: Nanette at May 3, 2006 7:29 PM
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