Look what Chayce drew!

Not bad for a two-year old.

Quality Not Quantity?

Today we were looking for a treat for Mother's Day (OK, who am I kidding? I've been letting this family have treats daily for weeks now, I've gone soft, and I think I love sugar...must...over...come...) --anyhow--we realized we had some left over vanilla ice cream in the freezer, and Stephen suggested ice cream floats. So, we trekked to the store to get some cream soda (because it is 'oh, so yummy' on vanilla ice cream). Stephen kept suggesting really good brands of cream soda (Jones, IBC, etc.) but I couldn't bring myself to put GOOD soda on cheap ice cream (yes, I'd purchased the bucket from WalMart rather than the natural stuff, I told you I have slacked off!). In my need to express myself, I believe I came up with the perfect analogy for our situation: Putting IBC soda on WalMart bucket ice cream is like putting caviar on Doritos. You JUST DON'T DO IT. So, we bought the store brand of cream soda. We have yet to make the treat, as it was a movie night, and that is NOT a good treat to eat on the couch with a 4 and 2 year old. No, we opted for Jelly Belly's.

BUT, this leads me to another funny moment with my darlings: I'd purchased a select few flavors (the on sale ones), and so ALL of the yellow ones in the bowl were banana. Yet, this concept seemed so hard for my darlings: "Mom, what flavor is this one?" "Banana." "And this one?" "Banana." "This one?" "Banana." "Annnnd this...." "They are all banana!" "Oh. The yellow ones?" "Yes, the yellow are banana." "I'm gonna eat the pink ones."

Hide and Seek

I'm sitting here observing a very interesting game of hide and seek as I feed baby Payge. Zachary put Chayce in a hiding spot, told her to "stay there", ran off, counted to three, then came back and found her. Seems like cheating to me. It's almost as bad as playing against yourself.

Now Chayce is crying because she doesn't want to be seeker. Zach has a solution, "I know! We'll BOTH hide." I'm still trying not to laugh. I wonder how long they'll stay hidden.

Oh, wait. Perhaps it doesn't count as staying hidden if you yell to each other things like, "I'm behind the couch if you decide you want to find me!" Silly children...oh, how I miss being little.

You want me to what?

Do you ever wonder what is going through their minds when you look at the faces they make?

They look nice, but...

Last week Zachary's glasses finally broke after months of abuse from his sister. While at the optical shop, he selected the pair seen in the picture. Alas, his stingy parents chose function over aesthetics, but we did get this picture.

The balancing pictures

A walk in the parks

This last weekend we walked to the farmer's market to get some asparagus. On the way back we played at the park and along the great walking trails that span the distance between our home and the market. Chayce did a lot of balancing acts, and demonstrated some advanced falling. No permanent damage was incurred as part of the demonstration(s).