He was beyond excited; can you tell?
Very impressed with himself, for being big enough to go to school like Brady:
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
First day 2009, round 2
So my littlest man started preschool today!
Very impressed with himself, for being big enough to go to school like Brady:
Very impressed with himself, for being big enough to go to school like Brady:
Old Time Photos
So, this was a first for me...would we have cut it as a family in the late 1800's? :)
Love it...notice the Ace up Rudy's sleeve? And the expression on his face?
Monday, September 7, 2009
Beach time
Kathy and Tony have a timeshare at the beach and invited us to join them. Kelly, Dan, and Cooper flew in for the week as well. Since it was Rudy's first week of school, we could only stay for the weekend but we still managed to cram in a lot of beach time.
We arrived Saturday evening and pretty much made a beeline straight for the beach, even skipping dinner! (I don't have much of a steady hand, so the night shots are a bit blurry!)
Almost-full moon rise:
We were at the beach by about 8 am the first morning! James managed to convince Brady to try boogie boarding. After an initial meltdown because he couldn't stand up (I think he thought it was a surfboard), Brady had a great time piggy-back boogie boarding!
Even Popsie caught a few waves:
Once the guards showed up, they put up the red flags and kept people pretty close to the shore. We had come prepared with our kite though:
And the sand itself provides endless hours of fun for little boys:
Sea Turtle Rudy:
Brady spider:
Getting up so early on vacation definitely calls for a family nap:
We headed out for seafood for dinner that night and finished up with Kentucky Derby pie to celebrate Kathy's birthday:
We arrived Saturday evening and pretty much made a beeline straight for the beach, even skipping dinner! (I don't have much of a steady hand, so the night shots are a bit blurry!)
Almost-full moon rise:
We were at the beach by about 8 am the first morning! James managed to convince Brady to try boogie boarding. After an initial meltdown because he couldn't stand up (I think he thought it was a surfboard), Brady had a great time piggy-back boogie boarding!
Even Popsie caught a few waves:
Once the guards showed up, they put up the red flags and kept people pretty close to the shore. We had come prepared with our kite though:
And the sand itself provides endless hours of fun for little boys:
Sea Turtle Rudy:
Brady spider:
Getting up so early on vacation definitely calls for a family nap:
We headed out for seafood for dinner that night and finished up with Kentucky Derby pie to celebrate Kathy's birthday:
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Fall begins...
It's the last week of summer for Rudy and I. I had grand plans of spending the entire week at the pool, but it's been too chilly. It was 47 when we got up this morning! That's insanity for this time of year.
I love fall - it's my favorite season - but I still wish it could have held out for one more week. And I just know that it will be blazing hot again soon...and the pool will be closed!
Rudy and I decided to take advantage of the weather to start our fall activities. We went to a local orchard and picked up the very first apple cider doughnuts of the season. It's a bit early for too many apples, but we picked a couple pounds of lunchbox apples as well.
Rudy, contemplating his next move:
Showing off his prize:
After the orchard, we met Cindy and Ben for a little local hike. We added an unexpected detour when Rudy needed an emergency bathroom break and we had to head back to Cindy's car to use her portable potty in the parking lot. Charming, I know...but I can't really complain because Rudy is finally out of diapers!!
While there, I got a call from Brady's school that he was in the nurse's office. I had to go pick him up because of his still-unidentified illness. I think it was a combination of really-nice-day-itis and boredom. He rested upstairs for a bit when we got home, but then kept insisting that he wasn't sick anymore. He was less than thrilled when I refused to let him do anything besides rest on the couch, but hopefully he got the message!
I love fall - it's my favorite season - but I still wish it could have held out for one more week. And I just know that it will be blazing hot again soon...and the pool will be closed!
Rudy and I decided to take advantage of the weather to start our fall activities. We went to a local orchard and picked up the very first apple cider doughnuts of the season. It's a bit early for too many apples, but we picked a couple pounds of lunchbox apples as well.
Rudy, contemplating his next move:
Showing off his prize:
After the orchard, we met Cindy and Ben for a little local hike. We added an unexpected detour when Rudy needed an emergency bathroom break and we had to head back to Cindy's car to use her portable potty in the parking lot. Charming, I know...but I can't really complain because Rudy is finally out of diapers!!While there, I got a call from Brady's school that he was in the nurse's office. I had to go pick him up because of his still-unidentified illness. I think it was a combination of really-nice-day-itis and boredom. He rested upstairs for a bit when we got home, but then kept insisting that he wasn't sick anymore. He was less than thrilled when I refused to let him do anything besides rest on the couch, but hopefully he got the message!
Time out
I believe the conversation went something like this:
K: Rudy, it's time to pick up your coloring books.
R: I want you to help me.
K: I didn't throw them all over the room. I'm not going to help you.
R: I want you to help me!
K: I'm picking up the kitchen. You can do it.
R: NOOOO. I WANT YOU TO HELP ME.
K: You need to put your coloring books away.
R: NOOOOOOOOOO. [Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.]
K: It's been a long day. I know you're tired, but it's time to pick up.
R: I'm NOT tired. I'm NOT going to pick up.
K: I'm going to count to three. If you're not picking up, you're going to have a time out and then you'll have to pick up. 1 ... 2 ... 3
R: I'm NOT tired! [Stomps to time out chair.]
K: Rudy, it's time to pick up your coloring books.
R: I want you to help me.
K: I didn't throw them all over the room. I'm not going to help you.
R: I want you to help me!
K: I'm picking up the kitchen. You can do it.
R: NOOOO. I WANT YOU TO HELP ME.
K: You need to put your coloring books away.
R: NOOOOOOOOOO. [Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.]
K: It's been a long day. I know you're tired, but it's time to pick up.
R: I'm NOT tired. I'm NOT going to pick up.
K: I'm going to count to three. If you're not picking up, you're going to have a time out and then you'll have to pick up. 1 ... 2 ... 3
R: I'm NOT tired! [Stomps to time out chair.]
1 minute later:
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Homework
I'm not one of those parents that feels like my kid really needs homework. I can hardly stand the school schedule itself, let alone a whole other lesson when he gets home. So far, it hasn't been too bad. Brady has a bad attitude about it some days, but is fine once we get started.
Brady has been reading a book every day and he earns a 'prize' every 5 books. Last week, he got to buy breakfast at school on Friday as his prize. He was beyond thrilled. That afternoon, he was wearing his "backup outfit". I was afraid he'd had an accident, but apparently he enjoyed his pancakes and syrup a little too much. He had to change because, "the pancakes made [him] sticky." (I heard from a friend of mine who teaches at the school that he was telling this to just about anyone who would listen!)
Brady didn't have official homework this weekend, but a lot of the papers he brought home on Friday had small mistakes (i.e., numbers written backwards). I guess it doesn't count as homework if you're playing school outside in a playground fort!
Brady has been reading a book every day and he earns a 'prize' every 5 books. Last week, he got to buy breakfast at school on Friday as his prize. He was beyond thrilled. That afternoon, he was wearing his "backup outfit". I was afraid he'd had an accident, but apparently he enjoyed his pancakes and syrup a little too much. He had to change because, "the pancakes made [him] sticky." (I heard from a friend of mine who teaches at the school that he was telling this to just about anyone who would listen!)
Finishing off a worksheet...I love the tongue of concentration :)
Brady didn't have official homework this weekend, but a lot of the papers he brought home on Friday had small mistakes (i.e., numbers written backwards). I guess it doesn't count as homework if you're playing school outside in a playground fort!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Beach weekend
We headed back to the beach to celebrate my dad's birthday last weekend. We got in late Friday, but that still gave us plenty of time to enjoy the beach.
Saturday, we headed to a quiet inlet with no waves. We took my parents' sea kayaks and took the boys out for about an hour on those. (No pictures...what's up with that?) We had a picnic lunch and played in the sand. We could see a storm rolling in, so we packed up and left with perfect timing - the skies opened up right after we had finished putting the kayaks away at home!
On Sunday, we wanted to head to the oceanfront to see what kind of waves hurricane Bill had stirred up. We were not disappointed! For the first few hours we were there, we had a constant succession of huge waves thundering. They were breaking pretty far off shore, so the boys got to watch the surfers with little danger of getting run over.
They were a little hesitant at first, and were content to watch the waves and run in and out of the water.
I love these two pictures...they were quite involved in some conversation with each other:
After watching James and I do some bodysurfing, they attempted their own version of surfing.
...here it comes...
...he "caught" the wave (more like the wave caught him!). See his feet?
Even Rudy got into it:
Saturday, we headed to a quiet inlet with no waves. We took my parents' sea kayaks and took the boys out for about an hour on those. (No pictures...what's up with that?) We had a picnic lunch and played in the sand. We could see a storm rolling in, so we packed up and left with perfect timing - the skies opened up right after we had finished putting the kayaks away at home!
Happiness is...cheetos on the beach ?
On Sunday, we wanted to head to the oceanfront to see what kind of waves hurricane Bill had stirred up. We were not disappointed! For the first few hours we were there, we had a constant succession of huge waves thundering. They were breaking pretty far off shore, so the boys got to watch the surfers with little danger of getting run over.
They were a little hesitant at first, and were content to watch the waves and run in and out of the water. 
I love these two pictures...they were quite involved in some conversation with each other:
After watching James and I do some bodysurfing, they attempted their own version of surfing.Waiting for the water...
...here it comes...
...he "caught" the wave (more like the wave caught him!). See his feet?
Even Rudy got into it:
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