Windy, chilly, wonderful!

We love to walk to the park after dinner. Today was a bit windy, a bit chilly, and even damp, but in that wonderful "the air smells like it is about to rain any minute" sort of way that *I* do so love. We headed out to take our chances and had a wonderful and dry time. I did not take my camera today but I found these photos from a few weeks back that were from a perfect echo of a "today's weather" kind-of-day.

Doesn't this photo make you feel how windy and cold it was?



Here are a few more from that same day although I don't think these give the weather-feel of that day at all. Also, I remembered on seeing the last photo of J in the wagon sitting in the kites that we took the kites out that day which reminded me that though it was windy and chilly like today it was not damp, and you can also see it was sunny not cloudy. In case you care INTERNET!

When I grow up...

TOD and J were talking about the difference between babies and toddlers and preschoolers.

J said, "Will E be a mommy?"
TOD replied, "Maybe someday J"
To which J responded with, “I want to be a Daddy with no mustache."

Scarfs and TOD

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/2008/03/03/80-the-idea-of-soccer/

This one's for you TOD.

A few weeks back TOD was weeding out some old things from his closet. I strongly suggested he ditch a couple of garish, red and white lettered Ajax scarfs. In response to his outrage at my suggestion I let it go, the scarfs are safely tucked away in the depths of his closet.

Oh, and for the record, TOD is the real deal. He even DVRs games and then, later, he actually watches them.

Thanks to Aunt Amy for sharing that blog. There is other good stuff there too. I also enjoyed this one (as one on the "leading edge of white people" I admit I love my SIGGs!) -

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/2008/02/26/76-bottles-of-water/

Pirate Dreams

Overheard in the middle of the night…

“mmm, hmm, treasure…, “ mumbled J.

TOD and I were just heading into bed for the night and stopped to check in on J as he was muttering in his sleep. Mostly it was a jumble of mumbling, except for the one word prounounced very clearly, and with emphasis "TREASURE"!

The Only Daddy

It was unseasonably warm today and we spent some time at the park.  It felt great to be outside without a winter coat on!  The kids were busy at play and I thought I was having a stolen moment with their Dad, when I heard J from above us on top of the slide,

"Be careful Mommy, don't hug Daddy too hard.  He's the only Daddy we've got."

I had been caught red-handed!