Yesterday, we all went on a little excursion.  We took Oma and Opa over to  Golden and to Red Rocks.  If you come visit us, this may become the standard tour.  We can work out alternate excursions as well or multiple day tours.  The standard tour began with lunch in Golden.  Really good place called Woody’s.  I don’t really have a great picture to demonstrate.

Part of the meal though always involves trying to keep Davey occupied until the food arrives.  Often David draws with him.

Then we walked through town to Clear Creek.  It was beautiful yesterday.  Just perfect for a walk.  The trail is so nice.

Such a pretty stream.

I kind of look like I was in pain here or something.  It was just the struggle of trying to hold that little wiggle worm!

Papa got comfortable and took a little rest.

Opa and Davey being silly!

We stopped for ice cream.  There’s a great place in downtown Golden.  Davey was very happy with his vanilla especially after he was offered sprinkles on top!

We went to Red Rocks.  I love to go there.  It’s just beautiful.  But here’s the only photo I took there.  I guess the dirt is red.  Davey certainly had fun playing in it.

So that’s the tour!  A great day with Oma and Opa.

I was looking at my blog stats last night and noticed that today’s post is number 300.  I don’t really know if that means anything at all.  Maybe when I get to 500 or even 1,000 a few years from now, but it’s a nice round number I guess.

In my family, we always liked watching the car odometer roll to a round number with lots of zeroes.  We’d peek our heads from the backseat to look over my dad’s shoulder and watch it go from 29,999 to 30,000, etc.  (ahhh, the days before seatbelts when we could move willy nilly around the car.) I still think watching the odometer (even though it’s now digital on my car) is great fun, and I do it to this day.  You know, there is no longer mile in the world then when you are waiting for that rollover to the big round number with lots of zeroes.

David thinks I am nuts.  The only time he has ever done that voluntarily was when the Mustang rolled over to 100,000.  If I remember right we were on our way to a concert back when we  were at OU.  I remember our friend Greg being with us.  We drove around a parking lot to watch it turn over.  Ok this happened many years ago; it’s possible that I don’t have all the details just right, but that’s how I remember it.  Otherwise though, he doesn’t spend much time looking at the odometer.

Whew, I majorly digressed there.  So 300 posts.  I started this blog a month or so before Davey was born in order to document his life.    Here’s how it all started:  Getting Ready.  I could go nowhere but up from that first short post.    My second post at least included a couple of pictures.  (Although I confess, I just had to upload them again.  I transferred from typepad to wordpress a while back and I had to bring the pictures over manually.  It’s a task that I have not quite finished.).  So here’s post number 2:   Tuesday

I have not always been real diligent about posting on my blog.  Here’s hoping I continue to love writing my blog as much as I love writing it now!

So on we go to 500!

Yesterday we celebrated Davey’s birthday.  What a big day.  His Oma and Opa are here, and so they played all day long.  Luckily it was beautiful outside, so they were at the park for a long time.  They played in the sand.  They played on the playground.  Then we had our little party.  Then more playing!  I think Davey fell asleep in about 5 minutes last night and didn’t wake up until 7:30 this morning.  It was a great day in which I didn’t take the greatest of pictures, but birthdays need to be shared in photos, so here I go.

Daddy got Davey those blower favors.  What in the heck are they called.  Ok I googled it.  Blowers they are.

3 candles on a colorful cake.

Davey enjoyed us singing happy birthday to him – well – as much as any person can enjoy everyone looking at you and singing.  He sang with us for awhile as well.

And I know there were only 3 candles, but you should have seen him blow them out.  What a powerful set of lungs!  Ok really, he did blow them out instantly.  He was quite proud.

He enjoyed opening presents.  As the paper would come off, he’d be taking this big gasps of air, “WHAT?? WHAT?? WHAT?? WHAT IS THIS!  OH OH!  I ALWAYS WANTED THIS!  Or some variation of this, but he got so excited and sometimes squeals were involved.

The eating of the cake was all about the icing.  As far as Davey was concerned, I could have just bought a pretty blob of icing and stuck a candle in the middle.

So this morning Oma and Davey have been creating monsters with tinker toys and wiki stix.

Today it’s more playing and I think an excursion to Golden.

Davey is waiting for Oma and Opa to arrive.  He was waiting before we went to story hour and the grocery store this morning, and he began waiting after we returned.

It’s so nice out today that we’ve been out on the balcony.

“Mommy, will you sit out here on the balcony all afternoon and knit while we wait for Oma and Opa?”

“hmmm.. OK!”

So we were outside for awhile.  We had a juice and dried cranberry picnic too.  He loves our little apartment balcony.  He can play and play out there.

I am making the cutest little baby socks.  They are so fun and knit up so nice.  I am using a Tahki  Torino (I think) merino.  Very soft.

I was looking at my 3 hats this morning.  The latest one is supposed to be for David, but I love it too.  I like our little family of hats though.

We are looking forward to Davey’s birthday tomorrow.  3.  Wow!

This morning while I was at school, Davey and David went fishing.  There’s a little lake less than a mile from here.  David was sure that if they used hot dogs  as bait that surely something would bite.  His reasoning was, “What fish could resist a hot dog?”

David packed a picnic lunch.  Here’s a picture.  Guess whose sandwich is whose?  Looks pretty good!  Sandwiches, chips, various cheeses (ok two kinds), crackers, nilla wafers – quite a spread for the fishermen.

Here you see that Davey is ready!  He told me later that this was his “fishin’ cap”.

It was a little cool and windy at the lake, but they gave the fishing a try.  Remember, what fish could resist the prospect of hot dogs?

Apparently, these fish could resist the prospect of hot dogs.  David and Davey got nary a nibble.  Davey determined that the ducks had eaten ALL of the fish.

So Daddy and Davey decided that it was time to eat lunch.

No fish, but I think they had a pretty good time.  Davey was still telling me about it this evening.