Summertime playing

The baby house acquired a drum set.  Drum sets belong only in baby houses.  

Like weapons.  Weapons are becoming the new norm.  I prefer it stays in the baby house.  I've come to learn nothing stays in the baby house. Nothing stays where it's supposed to stay around here.

We went downtown to Andrew's office - I can't even remember why I would subject either one of us to such torture...it must have been a moment of weakness - the children destroyed his white board and wrote all over themselves while they were at it.

She had to buy the backpack that came with something.  Why would you buy a backpack that didn't come with some sort of trinket.  The backpack she picked out came with a batgirl stocking hat. The stocking hat will probably prove to be more useful than that bag that we have yet to use.  

Her intensity is nothing to be messed with.

Indoor playing at the Ball Factory.  I am not sure why I subjected myself to this destination now that I am thinking about it. The kids love it. There are a lot of nooks within the building but it's not a very big building so you can't really get lost but you can lose sight of your mother.  And when someone loses sight of their mother the tears start flowing like you asked them to pick up their toys.  And when  you consider it rare for all three of them to play together it means someone was always crying. I think I bought them each an $8 slushy as bribery to leave.

I moved some toys into Cater's closet.  I moved the baby stuff into her room also. She loves all things babies and we spend a considerable amount of time upstairs playing.

We were just conversing about our day.  She's been so talkative lately and not just bossy.  She's still plenty bossy but she chats with you also.  She's having less meltdown to the ground thirty minute tantrums since she's become more and more verbal.

Aunt Jessie bought Miss M colored hair spray for her birthday.  The girls rediscovered it.  She was stained pink for a long time.  My shower was stained pink for a long time also.

Cater flying in the air at swim lessons.  She loved it.  She loves to be thrown around in the water.