To get out of the house last Saturday, we went to the boat show. I thought Ben would really enjoy it since there are so many things with wheels, in addition to all the boats. And he did. Avery really enjoyed it as well. She loved getting in the boats and walking through the RVs. Oh, and the bounce houses/slides (for an extra $10, you got us boat show…).
Oh, I brought out "Buddy," the leash/harness we bought when we went to Mexico when Avery was about Ben's age. Of course I brought it for when Ben got tired of being in the stroller. But Avery was so interested in the discovery of her old "buddy" (she loved wearing it when she was little) she insisted on wearing it. That lasted for about 2 minutes before I made her take it off. These things garner enough judgment-which, frankly-I couldn't care less about if anyone judges toddler usage. Anyone that would like to judge me can chase Ben through a crowd themselves (and I'm not being sarcastic, but really, you will need to chase Ben). But I did find the almost 5 year old wearing it to be more than I could take.
|A boy can dream|
|Back off his popcorn|
The rest of the weekend was spent around the house.
|You can't see him because he's hiding|
I love waking up at 9 a.m. on the weekends to this scene. It's genuinely awesome. And not only because it's cute and sweet but because…I get to sleep until 9 a.m.
Not so awesome is when the destructive duo uses the time that you're cooking to destroy a room. If Ben is not underfoot, crying and pulling at you while you're in the kitchen, he's doing this:
And his sister is aiding and abetting.
Fortunately, they're cute.