Then disaster struck. For those who don't know, the stingray's mouth is on the underside of its body. So it basically has to swim on top of your hand to nibble at the fish food. Nicholas wasn't exactly prepared for this and freaked out when it went over his hand. He swung his hand away, which in turn freaked out the ray...who decided to raise both it's wings and douse Nicholas in water. He was shocked and very, very wet! He just backed away from the water in total silence and told me I could do the other fish food myself. Poor guy! Luckily he was consoled by a quick ride around the zoo on the train. I think we'll stick to just petting next time!
Monday, May 11, 2009
Nicholas Meets a Stingray
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Yea For Mothers!
I feel very, very lucky to be the mom to these wonderful kids!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
OK, OK. There Was That One Moment
I love how she instinctively guards the rocket as Nicholas approaches.
Siblings That Play Together...
Monday, May 4, 2009
Resident Diva
It's started already. 18 months old. This morning when I was getting Charlotte dressed, I pulled out something, and she looked at me and said - "No. Boo." She was only interested in wearing a blue dress. Luckily we had one that was clean and ready to go. But oh my. Fast forward to age 13 and it's just scary...
Sunday, May 3, 2009
A Monumental Weekend
My son eats a lot of different foods. I really shouldn't complain because I know it could be oh so much worse. But that boy has had a total mind block against eating sandwiches in any form, or anything that comes in a bun. Will he eat "turkey, cheese and bread" (otherwise known as a deconstructed turkey sandwich)? Of course. Will he eat a "beef patty" (bunless burger). Yes. But everything has to be carefully plated/deconstructed so as not to cause total freak-out. This weekend we had two major occurrences. On Saturday, we were at a church BBQ, and when I suggested he might want to eat his hot dog in a bun so his hands wouldn't get greasy (that was me trying to play off the fact that he really doesn't like getting messy), he said "Sure. That's a great idea". And he did eat the whole thing in a bun. Praise abounded. Then at the Spring Fair, he ate an entire hamburger with a bun. Was it peer pressure because Isabella was doing it? I doubt it. He's been totally immune to peer pressure which I'm sure I'll be glad about when he's in high school...but I'd love it if it got him to eat a sandwich! I know I shouldn't be so thrilled that he's ingested completely nutritionally devoid white flour buns...but it's the idea of them and the possibilities of future foods that is exciting. I have no idea what's come over him, but it is such a welcome change. We can only hope it continues!
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