Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Lets ride..

Eli has finally mastered his bike without training wheels. Really all it took is about a 5min lesson and he was off. We should have tried this a long time ago...

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

No Fear!

DISCLAIMER: First of all you must know that Ivy dressed herself. This is "fashion" to her. Belly shirt and all. I was not planning on seeing anyone on a Sunday afternoon at the park so I let her wear her "fashion". Now that that is covered I can explain the post...

Growing up with three brothers you learn to have no fear. Ivy doesn't care or realize what might happen after she does something she just goes for it. Case and point :

Ivy looking at me wondering if she should hang high above the ground..





















Still looking at me realizing that it was not the best idea...






















Thankfully she has a good brother who helps her, so her Mom can take a picture of her bad decision to remind her in the future what she should not do.







































Trouble continues...
























































































No broken bones this trip. Just maybe a call from the fashion police...

Friday, March 4, 2011

Derby Disaster






















We are bad parents.. Really we are. We have known about the Pine Wood Derby for a long time now and the night before the car was still a block of wood in the box. It's not like we just didn't do it but I leave that stuff to Russ and well, he just is NEVER home! Never! I even got the electric saw out myself and tried to make something out of it. Thankfully Russ and Saul stayed up really late and then Russ got up at 4:00am before work to finish it up. It was still a disaster. Saul didn't win one race. I warned him on our way that it may not be a very fast car due to the fact that we didn't spend much time on it. (and the wheels were not even put on it until Russ showed up to the church 5 min before it started) Saul said "Mom, I don't care. I really don't" That makes it worse. When your child is forgiving and lets you out of it when you have clearly been neglectful... He is a good son. He did win an award for "best paint job". Better then nothing.