It's Awful to be Misunderstood...

Whenever Lucas takes a digger and wipes out I always tell him to "jump up and shake it off". As long as I don't see blood I don't give him any alarming reaction, just kisses, and he always jumps up and literally makes the motions of dusting himself off with a little shake. Today he was playing with an older boy in the neighborhood when he took a spill on the gravel. He jumped right up and yelled "I'm shakin' it off!" The boy thought that he was saying "shut up" and starting yelling at him. My poor kid threw his head back and started to cry..."but I'm just shakin' it off...." It must be rotten to be so misunderstood, especially after just wiping out on gravel! I came to his rescue of course, and ice pops cure every ailment under the sun, so thank heavens we're always stocked up on those.

Quote of the Day

We have a few from the last week...

Today: "My toe is broken, can you get me a new one?" (Recovering from a mosquito bite on his pinkie toe, to which he is highly allergic)

Yesterday: "I'm gonna need a red light soon." (While driving in the car, I always tell him he needs to wait until we get to a red light before I can give him my attention...so he has taken to requesting red lights and/or stop signs when he needs something.)

Thursday: "You broke my heart!" (When I scolded him to stay with me while shopping in Kmart.)

We Caught a Whopper!

It was "Free Fishing Day" in Vermont...no permit needed, so we took advantage of the beautiful day and went to Gilbrook Pond.

I know this A LOT of pictures...but a picture is worth a thousand words, as they say!

We're Goin' Fishin'

Lucas has a Lightening Mcqueen fishing pole and Saturday is a "Free Fishing Day" here in the Green Mountain State. Keep your fingers crossed that we don't catch anything, because I am not looking forward to wrestling a fish off of a hook if we do!

Rotten Kids

Some kids are so rotten...not any of yours, of course...I'm talking about those brats at the playground who are the same age (and older) as my son but seem like such little jerks. The ones that tell your kid (who is just so excited to see all those children running around) "Don't play with me" in that bratty little voice. Or the ones that try and sneak in a push or shove when they think their mother isn't looking. But I'm looking, you bratty little kids...and I don't mind telling your parents that you're rotten...

Having said that...we did find the best park recently, and we've been going several times a week. They have the best picnic area, and tons of toddler friendly climbing structures, and somewhat clean public restrooms...I think Lucas and I will be spending a good chunk of summer there. We usually go with a buddy of his and they play together beautifully. Lucas loves to be chased and his buddy loves to chase him, they are a match made in heaven.

Also, I got to see my own buddy ROCK OUT at the Moms That Rock benefit concert last night. Awesome job Pam, I never could have done that, myself, I simply don't have it in me!

Note to Self

It is not worth paying half as much for beach toys at the X-Mas Tree Shop if they all fall apart while you're taking them out of the package. Of course, it's nothing a little super-glue won't fix!

Quote of the Day

Picture Lucas in his brand new pool on the back deck, filled with a whooping two inches of water (which took forever to fill even that teeny little amount)...flooping himself into the "waves"...

"Help, help, I'm sinkin' like a stone! Hahahahahahaha!"

He was just cracking himself up with that little number...over and over and over again!

Where on earth does he learn this stuff?