We’re having a fun weekend.

Davey and David played superheroes yesterday.  I love to take pictures of them playing, and I love to listen to their stories and dialogue.

Here’s yesterday’s story as I understood it.  A panther was going to attack the supervillains.  Apparently the supervillains are actually big chickens, so they called the superheroes to help.  The Hulks and some other big guys came to help.  Afterwards they all gathered together for a big pasta party.  They had every type of pasta that you could imagine.

We did a little bicycling too.  We got Davey his first helmet.

As you can see from Davey’s expression, helmets are serious business.

Later we got the sprinkler system going.   This was Davey’s first experience with a sprinkler system and he wanted to play in those sprinklers.  Oh but it was chilly!

He ran through just as fast as he could go.

Then he ran to me.  He wanted me to run through those sprinklers too.

I did so.  Very reluctantly.  It was cold.

He’s back out there right now.  He’s probably trying to convince David to run through.

This morning we went to play disc golf for the first time.  I needed an occasion like Mother’s Day to persuade David to get out there.   I think Mark Twain said that “Golf is a good walk spoiled.”  For David, you should insert Disc at the beginning of the sentence.  But we had a fun time.  It’s not so easy to sling a frisbee really far.  Not for the three of us anyway.

Davey roamed around slinging his frisbee like he was throwing a rock.  I finally convinced him to kinda throw it like a frisbee by telling him to hug and then unhug himself.  That helped.

David roamed around debating on whether he’d be better off throwing with his right hand or his left hand.  (His left-handedness was causing some problems from him.)

I just roamed around and tried to throw it as far as I could.  Which was not very far.  I like being around the basket.  As a matter of fact, I wonder if miniature disc golf has been invented.  Now that would be fun.  Lots of short holes with windmills and giant cows.

Ok time to join them outside.  I think the sprinkler portion of the outside activities is over.

Happy Mother’s Day!

I have written a little about my pattern of the day calendar.  I made the eyelet rib fingerless mitts adapting one of the patterns.   The other day there was a colorwork pattern called “American Gothic”.  I really liked (like) it, and I thought it could be great on some fingerless mitts.

So I tried it out.  It did knit up nice.   However, I thought I would just carry both strands all the way around the mitts.  I weave them in as I go and it makes for a very tidy look which I thought might also add extra warmth.

It was a nice idea in theory, but I didn’t allow for the tension problems.  I cast on only a few extra stitches when I should have cast on probably at least 10-15 to allow for the increased tension of the colorwork.

It is an idea that needs work.   I like the little guys.  Here’s a photo – although ideally I need to block it so the knitting evens up.

So that was fun but the mitt is very small.  It fits Davey almost perfectly, but American Gothic just doesn’t seem like a pattern meant for toddlers.

Speaking of toddlers (my transition to superheroes),  Davey loves superheroes.  We checked out a preschool Superman book the other day.  We read it every day.  Davey loves Superman.  He loves to spread his superheroes out all around him.  He has found a great spot in our bedroom where he really has some room to move his guys around.

I think he looks like he is about to cry in this picture, but I don’t think that he was.

He plays with all these little guys and says, “Daddy.  Is this a good guy?  Is this a good guy?”  He has many questions.

Yesterday we were out on the front porch and a car drove by.  As it passed, Davey said, “Mommy, I think there was a supervillain in that car.”  By this time the car was at the end of the street, so I am not sure which supervillain it was that he thought was in the car.

David suggested it might have been a balding man – so Lex Luthor maybe?

It’s been a nice day.

Davey with his ribbon.  He loved it.  “Mommy, this is so everyone will know that I’m the birthday boy!”

Celebration decorations:

Davey tried to blow up balloons but he determined that he was too little to have enough air yet to be successful.

He wanted to hang up streamers.  He wanted 3 strips on either end of the railing.  “Because I am 3 Mommy!”

He did not like “all that smoke” from the candles.  (I’m thinking I better skip the candles on my cake if 3 and 1/2 candles are causing a smoke issue.)

He worked hard on blowing out the candles though.

Daddy and Davey:  Lovers of icing.

A present in not so fancy wrapping paper.  (One thing I forgot to get.)

happy 3 and 1/2 little Davey!

Tomorrow is Davey’s 1/2 birthday.  3 and 1/2.  We are having a party.  Today we went to get a cake, decorations and presents.  Davey was with us to help pick it all out.   After we picked out his cake, he decided that he wanted to have a celebration today as well.

So he said, “Daddy, we need to have an “Oklahoma 1/2 birthday”.   We have no idea where he got that.  He wanted us to have cake today as well.  We settled on choosing some cupcakes which we had this afternoon.

The Buzz Lightyear cupcake suffered a little damage on the trip home.

He likes to be involved in the party plans.  A little while ago I asked him what he wanted to eat.  “Mommy.  We don’t have time to talk about food!  We need to talk about the party! Like about Streamers!”

Tomorrow he will help me decorate for the “official” 1/2 birthday celebration.  We are going with a  Little Einsteins theme.

But for today, he enjoyed his cupcake.

And a picture with Daddy.

And with Mommy.  Davey was having a good ole goofy time.

I also got to do some knitting this weekend.  I am making headway on the Seaside Shawlette.  I was going to take a picture of it, but the lace is just all bunchy and I couldn’t get any kind of good picture.  It needs to be bound off and blocked before I will try that again.

I am just about finished with my “I-70” socks.  I finished one and got a good start on the second on our drive and visit in Oklahoma.  I love the self-striping and colors.  The colors of the socks have an almost faded look to them which reminds me of an old quilt.  I love old quilts.

Blogging was just interrupted by Davey.  He was eating goldfish and dumped them all on the floor.  Then David asked him to pick them up.  Next thing we see is him using his feet to grind them into a fine powder.

I figure I gotta post some stories where he’s getting into a little trouble too!

So I’ve been vacuuming up goldfish powder and Davey has been momentarily banished to his room.  He’s playing like crazy in there now and having a ball.  That’ll teach him!  Silly kid – just needed some downtime.

And so goes my final post about our trip to Oklahoma.

So one of the best things about going home was getting to see my brother and his wife.  We hadn’t seen them in almost two years.  They came home to help my parents move to northern Maine.  My mom and dad have lived in Oklahoma for almost my entire life, so this is a big change for all of us.

They lived on the lake so before they left, we made one last trek down to “Camp Three Sheets”.  I think my nieces bestowed this name on the rocky beach area below my parent’s house. (and I need to find out the inspiration for that name!)

Davey always enjoys throwing rocks and pretending to fish.  He likes hanging out with Mom.

He also enjoyed spending time with Aunt Holly.  They brought a souvenir piece of driftwood back up to the house.  I’m still not sure if this made it onto the moving truck.  I need to ask Holly.

Packing the truck wasn’t easy.  Now why am I saying that?  I contributed very very little.  I mostly observed. But the driveway leading to the house is on a very steep decline.  So the moving truck bottomed out before reaching the bottom.  They parked the truck as close to the bottom as they could, but then packing a truck on an incline was making for sliding boxes.  So they moved to the top of the hill stopping at the first level point.

Then everything went up the hill.

Egadz.

My dad took a little time out to play some Jenga with Davey.

And Davey took a last little walk around the house.

My mom is now en route and my dad is at the house with my brother and sister who are helping him get all moved in.  (They both live on the East Coast, but I’ve learned that they still do not live all that close to where my mom and dad will be!)

It will seem strange for awhile for them not to be in Oklahoma anymore, but they will love living in Maine.

I can’t let the Easter festivities go by without a few pictures of hunting Easter eggs.

Davey got to hunt eggs three times.  Well that’s not exactly true.  There were three “official” hunts.  There were  a lot more “unofficial” hunts which finally evolved to Davey saying, “Mommy, you and I will HIDE the eggs!  Then – you and I will find them!”  He thought that was great fun.  Hiding and finding!

When he hid the eggs, he liked to place them on similar colored surfaces.  So a blue and yellow egg was carefully wedged into place on a blue comforter which was next to a yellow pillowcase.   “Mommy, the eggs are camouflaged!”

There was an Easter egg hunt in our hometown on the day before Easter.  That was a lot of fun.  Davey hunted eggs with his cousin Addie.

On Easter we went to my aunt and uncle’s house.  My uncle is Greek, and it is a Greek tradition to dye Easter eggs red.  I loved how they looked, and my picture just does not do it justice.  I had to use the flash, and well it’s ok, but I just thought the bowl of red eggs was just so striking.

Easter was a very rainy day, so we had to hide Easter eggs inside.  Davey’s cousins Paige and Alana were so nice to hide eggs for him.  He loved it.

I didn’t have much success taking good Easter egg hunting pictures inside.  Here’s Davey after the hunt.

He did one final hunt with his cousin Addie.

Actually it was one hunt + 20 more “I want to hide them and find them Mommy” hunts!

Davey spent time with so much family this weekend.  It was great for him.  He became the master of the SUPERHUG!   His superhugs can get a little crazy.  They have a lot of Squeeze to them!

A superhug for my sister-in-law Holly:

There was a superhug for my brother!

Davey was also the recipient of superhugs- here he was getting one from his Uncle Johnny.

I love Davey’s grin in profile too!

We hadn’t seen Michael and Holly in almost two years so I was smiling to see them getting to spend some time with Davey.

It’s been quite an Easter weekend.  We’re actually still in Oklahoma and won’t return to Colorado until tomorrow.  We are having a quiet day after several very busy ones.  I thought I’d spend some time blogging.  I always miss it when I take a couple of days off.

I’ve started going through all the pictures I’ve taken.  This may be a problem.  I took a lot of pictures.  I’ve become rather overwhelmed.  I think I’m going to write several smaller posts instead of a big ole ginormous post.  There are so many small moments that I’d like to remember!

For example, this game was so simple, but Davey had so much fun playing it over and over.  I’ll call it Bat and Ball.  It involves a big plastic bat and a big plastic ball.

It goes like this.

David took the bat.

He tossed the ball, swung and hit the ball with a mighty whack!  The objective was to hit it over the house.

Then.  Davey and David ran as fast as they could go around to the other side of the house.

It was about 92 on this day.  (The rest of the trip has been rainy and cool.)

Davey would scurry around looking for the ball.

Davey would find the ball.

And they started again.

Simple game = Such fun!