One person's junk....

We hit the New Dundee Victoria Day celebrations today. We got to ride in a hot air balloon (tethered to the ground, but still very cool). Kids thought it was very neat! No door in the basket, though. Mommy have to vault over the side. Haven't had to do anything like that in a long time! I'll scaled fences and such before, but not for a LONG time!!
They had fun on the bouncers (jumping castle, big slide and such) and "fishing" (had to do that one twice). We brought home some really cheap, crappy prizes that the kids think are way cool.
There was also a town-wide yard sale going on and we all came back with a few treasures. Guess what Zach picked? Hmmmmm. MONSTER TRUCK! 50 cents. Alex picked out a jumping spider. Go figure.

Did we mention he likes monster trucks?.....

Everything is MONSTER TRUCKS lately!! He LOVES them. On YouTube, books, toys, SPEED network... You name it. He picked all monster truck stuff with his birthday money.
Too bad we missed all the monster truck events around here until next year. That's what it looks like, anyway.

(Notice the book and the toy in his hand.)

Revisiting a post from last year...

I really should just count my blessings

Her driving has improved a bit...

Remember her driving skills from last year? We were at Ontario Place and she got to drive the Barbie Cadillac (with a bit of help - ok, she was escorted). She has improved since then. Check out this video taken last weekend at the Children's Safety Village at the police services open house:

What a way to start the day :)

Zachary was in our room while I was getting dressed and I put on a skirt (very rare) and he said, "Mommy's a princess." And then proceeded to play around with the skirt. So cute. I smile a big smile every time I think of that.

I'm..... older!

Zach was having a bit of trouble getting just two fingers up to say "I'm two!", so he just decided to stop fumbling and said, "I'm... older!" Too cute!! :)

Here are some shots from Mr. Big Stuff's birthday celebrations. (The "cupcake" celebration was on his actual birthday. The party was on the following Sunday.)
And apparently it's just wired right into us from birth. Girls just all go to the bathroom together...

Like, seriously

Really. How hard is it to clean up a teeny bit when you're done making stuff? Is it too much to ask that crap gets wiped up before it dries and hardens and STAINS things?! This is what I woke up to Saturday morning - and I was being nice and letting my loving husband sleep in. So, already I was up with the kids while he was snuggled in bed. And then I came into the kitchen and, voila! Popcorn popper still out - as was the popcorn container. Kernels - popped and not - in various locales. Kernel shells all over. Butter rings on the counter. I mean, really. Seriously! ARRRRRRGH!! (The pictures really don't do the mess justice.)