Two Turtle Doves

Thursday the boys and I went to Art in the Park, which is done two Thursdays a year at the Daphne baseball park. They serve free food and drinks and have different little games and craft activities for the kids along with balloons, adoption animals, rented bouncy things, magicians, etc… The big hit for Bridge is the petting zoo, train ride, and a chance to go in the fire truck. Next week we are going with Bridger’s friend Abbie, which should be double the fun.

Train Ride

Firetruck

I’ve realized that Bridger will pick up on phrases that adults say and repeat them as apart of his repertoire. It is really fascinating because you can see how everyone he is in contact with is shaping the person he will become. On the other hand, it also teaches you phrases that you say far too frequently. One of the current favorites is “Let me see….hum….” which I suppose came from me. There is also no censor at this point, so we hear everything that other kids in his class say. Occasionally this bites you in the butt.

This morning I was told, “Mommy, we need to do something with your hair. It looks crazy.” Uh, thanks, I’ll get right on that.

The other day I had the bright idea to make a blog (why not, everyone else has one) about my summer. Namely because my 2.5 year old comes up with new and hilarious things to say and do daily and I don’t want to forget a single one. Additionally, I’m at home all summer and need to carry on adult conversation sometime in the day, even if it is with a keyboard. So here it is.

You might ask yourself, “What is ‘The Puddle” and to that I’d say, have you ever potty trained a little boy? The Puddle is the ominous leak we left in the isle at Target today, never mind the fact that we had peed before leaving the house. He gets that he should tell me; he just doesn’t get that he should tell me with enough forewarning to get to a toilet.

The other major event of the morning was going to Art in the Park where some guy was wondering around in a Spiderman outfit that made Bridge bust into tears and refuse to walk anywhere where he could still see Spiderman, making for a difficult time getting around the petting zoo and out to the parking lot. Though I’ll take that over the entire shelf of raisins he overturned in Walmart earlier this week. No quips of wisdom as of yet today, but I’ll leave you with a few gems he’s created lately and you’ll see why these need to be recorded for posterity….

Cheese stops the thunder.

Apple juice comes from pretzels.

Look, I made a duck (in reference to the shape of his latest poo)