Corn on the Cob

Yesterday I let Maggie handle her own corn on the cob and she actually loved it! She did really well with it. Hank scarfed his down in record time, as usual, and then made a bunch of goofy faces and noises that were distracting Maggie and cracking us both up. All the while he's yelling "Take a picture of ME!"

Here she's going "eeee" I think to say cheese and is anticipating the flash going off.

Here he's blowing at the camera. No idea why.

Laughing at Hank

Not in the hair!

... or the ear!

There ya go! Take a bite!

JCP Studio Photos

Summer Fun - Phone pics

Here are a few photos from what's been going on lately... playing on the slide, swimming at the Elk's club pool, parading around in a sun hat, and enjoying the rock bed out front. Honestly, I don't know why it took me so long to use those rocks to my advantage. I fussed at them for playing in them (because they were scattering them) over and over again. Then it dawned on me that we had TWO dump truck type things that would keep them entertained and in one spot. Duh!

Oh yeah, and Maggie is wearing a bandanna dress I sewed in those rock photos.

And I totally stole the $.97 spray bottle trick from a friend. Hank and Maggie loved them and they just sprayed a nice, fine mist over everything. No soaking with a water gun, and no constant refilling. Perfect for these days that have been close to 100 degrees already.

I have no photos to document this, but this afternoon we went and swam in the neighbor's pool with our other (backyard) neighbor's 3-year-old, Gil and his aunt. This was my first attempt at managing both kids at a pool by myself and it went way better than expected. It was a smaller pool, so they were pretty well contained, and I got to just hang out in the mostly-shaded, cool water. Then they both scarfed down more food at supper than I have ever seen before (and they're both fantastic eaters already), then fell asleep easily and early. A total win-win.

Monkey See...

Monkey do.

Maggie has taken to running up to the potty and raising her shirt right alongside Hank. Poor thing. She's in for a rude awakening come time to potty train. It's just not that easy for girls :)

She also insisted on sitting on the potty to have her hair fixed this morning, just like I do with Hank. I have to spray his down with water to keep it from sticking up in all directions. Hers only takes a little rubberband to keep it out of her eyes. But apparently sitting on the closed potty lid is now the official spot for hair fixing.