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Fixin'

Studying as Grampa fixes a door hinge...

...taking things into his own hands the next day.

Young Athletes

Eva and Sully had their last Young Athletes class last night. They each got a certificate with their name on it, and Eva recieved a ribbon to hang around her neck. They had a ribbon for Sully as well, but he declared, in no uncertain terms, in the middle of the ceremony, "I DON'T WANT A RIBBON." And he meant it: when it was his turn and they tried to hand him a ribbon anyway, he screeched, threw his certificate, and ran away.

Oh, well. Maybe next time...

(And no way was he going to pose for a picture with his coaches. Are you kidding??)

SUPER SULLY!

Look Ma!

Recently, Sully noticed our neighbor kids riding thier bikes "no-handed." He's been practicing furiously ever since.

Clubhouse.

Sully's buddy Evan was over at our house for a while yesterday, and at one point, Sully called for me to "please lift Evan into my crib." I walked into the room to find Sully had climbed up into his crib and Evan was standing on the floor, hanging onto the bars, looking up at Sully longingly. I figured "why not?" and lifted Evan in next to Sully. Those boys jumped and jumped in the crib together for a good ten minutes, laughing hysterically at each other. Silly boys. I kind of wished there was room for me in there too--it looked like fun!

YES.

Best Seat in the House

Bookworm

Well...at least she's outside.

Walking Weather

(Don't be fooled: he looks happy enough here, but boy was Sully ticked that I wouldn't let him ride his trike for our walk today. Sorry buddy. Sometimes Mama wants to walk without stopping every three feet so you can "check something.")

Creative Dance Class

Eva attended a creative dance class last Saturday...which turned out to be right up her alley: it was a class with STORIES! Her instructor spent an hour and a half reading "movement" stories to the kids, while they moved thier bodies along to the words (and music).

One of the stories she read had the kids pretending they were watching clouds in the sky and/or moving their bodies into the shapes of those clouds. The teacher asked what shapes they were seeing and one by one the kids answered with standard "horses" or "doggies" or "trees." And then out of the blue, Eva yelled out "A VOLCANO!" and in a heartbeat, the teacher had all the kids doing their very best volcano impressions.

(After class, the instructor complimented Eva on her creativity.) (I was not surprised.) So proud of our girlie, once again.