Aloha!

Today was another school day for E...still National Lutheran Schools Week and today was "Hawaiian Day". Perfect for our little Easton Kai. I sometimes like to pretend he is our little souvenir from our Maui wedding and honeymoon even though he's not. I always love for him to have a Hawaiian shirt every summer but he didn't have one for this year yet...however, I didn't see the harm in buying one a bit early. It wasn't just for today and it was only $5 at the second hand store. He looked like a total stud, complete with shell lei and "hang loose" hand:


Had to get the token picture of Diddles too:


Diddles and I then met Jason at Lowe's to pick out our carpet...we're having the whole house done, not just the basement. Woo hooooooooo! Jason then left for work and Dalton and I did our usual breakfast, Roo, and shopping when who did we see but Baby Carson! I recognized the baby but not who he was with so I had to stop her and say, "You must be Shannon's mom" and introduce myself. She gave me a hug and told me what a blessing it's been to have me watching Carson too. That felt nice coming from a grandma. :) Warm fuzzies.

We then went to pick up Eastie-boy who was wearing different pants than I sent him in. Only I didn't notice till I asked what he'd had for snack and he got sad and told me he'd spilled the snack. Turns out it sounds like it was just the water from one of the "works" in the room, not snack, but I also don't know for sure. He's kinda embarassed and won't completely talk about it with me but from what I gather he wasn't being silly, he was trying to put a work away and spilled his work and another work and he cried but then Mrs. L (the assistant) came to help and made him feel happy again. Then he demonstrated how he'd changed his pants by taking me through each step including removing imaginary shoes. What a goober. It's hard that the teachers don't say anything to me. Like, what if Easton was too upset to tell me at all. I'd be left to check out the pants to see if he'd had an accident or what. Oh well. That's what happens when you have to let your kid be away from you sometimes, huh? You gotta let some of that go.

We came home and Easton immediately sat to color the party favor one of the kids sent everyone home with today:

It only came with those two marker colors but I think he did a pretty good job.

Dalton was being so super duper cranky that I decided he had to go to bed without any offical lunch. I stuck a plate in front of Easton and then headed upstairs with Dalton. When I got back from rocking and putting Dalton down, Easton was just sitting there quietly, plate untouched and he said, "Are you ready to say our prayers?" Awwwwwwwwwwwww! What a good boy! Of course, normally we all eat together and say our prayers all together and I didn't think anything of blessing the meal when I left him. Sweetie poo. I was so proud of him and told him so, then we thanked God for the food and my sweet boys and he dug in:


I then engaged him in an interview that's been going around on Facebook. I'm going to put it up there too, but here it is for the rest of you:
1. What is something Mom always says to you?
"Ummm, hugga."
Easton, please don't talk like a baby, use your big boy voice.

2. What makes Mom happy?
"Hugs" (but in his big boy voice now)

3. What makes Mom sad?
"No hugs" (well, this is an exciting interview)

4. How does Mom make you laugh?
"Be silly."

5. What was Mom like as a kid?
"You had Wonder Woman underpants."

6. How old is Mommy?
"I don't know. 4?"
You think I'm 4?
"5? You are 700 so you're 17!!!"

7. How tall is Mommy?
*runs his hands from my toes to my head and says* "Um, 14 ways a go."

8. What is Mom's favorite thing to do?
"Work on your computer."

9. What does Mom do when you're not around?
"With Dad?"
What does Mom do when you're not around?
"You come see me!"

10. If Mom becomes famous, what will it be for?
"Going to church"

11. What is Mom really good at?
"Cleani...um, cooking"

12. What is Mom not very good at?
*looks around* "Um, you're not good at hanging up Percy."

13. What is Mom's job?
"Work at the hospital"

14. What is Mom's favorite food?
"Chicken"

15. What makes you proud of Mom?
"When you go pee-pee in the potty"

16. If Mom was a cartoon character, who would she be?
"Elmo"

17. What do you and Mom do together?
"Cook together. Isn't that fun? Now I'd better get a move on."

18. How are you and Mom the same?
"Because we like each other. If we are the same then we will be happy."

19. How are you and Mom different?
"Because you're wearing a black shirt and I'm wearing a Hawaiian shirt. My ball just bounced on your head."

20. How do you know Mom loves you?
"Because you're my best friend."

21. What does Mom love most about Dad?
"How about playing muuuuuuuusic?"

22. Where is Mom's favorite place to go?
"To church"

23. Do you want to ask me some questions now?
"How do you love me the most?" Then he wanted to measure me:


Wasn't that fun?

You know what else is fun? When Jason took me on a surprise date this weekend. Well, it wasn't a total surprise...I knew we were still due to celebrate Valentine's Day and Saturday night seemed like it might be "the night". Sure enough, Gramoo rang the doorbell just before 5 p.m. The boys were soooooo excited and Easton couldn't wait for us to leave. Seriously he was like, "Um, can you guys go now?" Needless to say, both boys did great for Gramoo. It's so nice to have someone who really knows the boys and how to take care of them just the way they like.

Jason and I went to the Boulder Dinner Theatre for um, dinner, and um, theatre. We saw "The Producers" and really enjoyed it. It was a much much later night than Jason was expecting (my poor Mom!) and my tummy got angry with me later, probably from the cheesecake but it was otherwise a really really nice night. We had great seats, the food was decent enough, and the play was great. We shared a table with another expectant couple which was fun. I'd love to go again sometime.

Apparently while we were gone Easton started asking my mom about her dad who she had to explain he'd died. He then got a little fixated on death and asked when Gramoo would die and even the next day told me, "When we die and go to be with Jesus we won't have to go to church anymore." Yes, son, I guess technically that's right. Goob.

As I mentioned we had some really nice weather this week. Yesterday we did some playing in the backyard in the afternoon:


I made smoothies:


This picture is mid-fit. He was mad I wouldn't let him take that monkey outside but when I whipped out the camera and said, "Smile!" he was able to stop his fit-throwing and pose like the ham he is:


Monkey in a tree:

It was at this point I noticed all the dog poop in the backyard. No, we don't have a dog. My least favorite basement guy always used to bring his, though. He'd told me he'd clean up after it.

He lied.

There is lots and lots o' poop back there. I came in to call Jason to tell him (so we could call the contractor to ask that it be picked up) and while I was doing that Dalton walked over to me with a handful. Great.

I was so mad (at basement dude, not my curious 2 year old) and we came inside. Easton said, "I have an idea! How 'bout I go slap that poop with a log?" What?!?!

But speaking of the basement we're just waiting on some clean up (tape and scraps and massive amounts of dust on the floor) as well as backyard clean up, then it'll be ready for carpet.

Here is Jason's new studio, the paint is white everywhere else but in that room. Jason wanted something more exciting and inspiring and studio-esque:


So, it's sounding like Dalton is up from his nap...earlier than normal because he went down earlier than normal. He's got a cough and it keeps waking him up. Darn.

Till next time...