The other night, Dylan and I were at the park, and he wanted to go in the swing. Next to us was a dad swinging his daughter, doing what is shown in the picture below.....
5 seconds later, I heard Dylan's request: "Hot dog! Hot dog!"
To understand the humor in this, you must know that what is being demonstrated in the picture above is called an underdog. It's when the person pushing the swing goes underneath, all the way through to the other side. Not that anybody wouldn't know that (ahem, Marc).
Anyway, Dylan got confused that night at the park, and instead found himself requesting this:
For the second time, I let Dylan have his own shopping cart at Trader Joe's. 10 minutes into the trip, as I was staring at the turkey trying to figure out the difference between "roasted" and "smoked," I heard a big crash. Dylan had tipped over the (very full, at this point) cart. He came running over and hid in my legs. Thankfully, the folks at TJ's are very kind and helpful and helped fill the cart back up. 5 minutes after that, Dylan decided he'd had enough of this whole shopping cart gig, and he simply abandoned the (even fuller, at this point) cart and just started booking it down the frozen foods aisle. I suddenly found myself carrying my shopping basket, steering his little cart, with my purse hoisted over my shoulder, chasing after my 2 yr. old. That was a fun moment.
Dylan bounced back, though, and proudly rolled his cart into the checkout area, proudly displaying his grocery selections.
The message at church last Sunday was on Mephibosheth. (Cool, amazing story to revisit!!) For the first time, Dylan came home from the children's ministry at Park with his very own art project. It was a picture of Mephibosheth with graham crackers glued onto the table in the picture. He was so proud to show me! We walked around after church, and he was proudly gripping his project. Suddenly I noticed him chewing something, and realized he had pried off the graham crackers and started eating them. Surely some form of glue was ingested. This is what's left of his project now. :)
As the summer progressed, Dylan got more and more comfortable - and fearless - at the splash pad. We'd arrive, and he'd just belly flop into the water to get himself initially wet, then would just go for it from there. In picture above, this is Dylan jumping in the air by himself and about to land on the splash pad below. Serious hangtime.
No, that is not an oxymoron. Dylan likes my dentist's office because there are fishies, and he gets to ride in an elevator. (Katie B - I'm sure a visit to your office is fun ANYTIME, with or without fish and an elevator.)
August has more birthdays than any other month of the year. Did you know that? Well, I do, because mine, and 50 other people I know - is celebrated this month. :) My one request was to see a movie at River East downtown. So that is what we did, followed by dinner. It was a delightful afternoon and evening.
Marc surprised me in the morning by decorating the apartment! It was so sweet of him. The streamers were everywhere!
Dylan, giving me his present - "The Mommy Hook" for my stroller.
Dylan, eating his lunch. It's so funny what does - and doesn't- phase a 2-yr. old. He didn't care that nobody was sitting with him at the table. All he knew was that he had his cookie, so he was all set. :)
I am Kim, a 30 something wife to Marc and mom to Dylan, Elle and Carston. This blog is a journal of my everyday life - all things heart and home. My hope is that it would help loved ones stay connected, offer a little entertainment, and point people to our loving God along the way.