A Mini-Trip: Canadian, Texas

We went on a one day trip to Canadian, Texas the other week. The kids did great for the two hour drive and Gavin was more than ready to burn off some energy once we arrived. So I pulled over at a small park at let him play...

Then Daddy arrived...




Later, we stopped to eat at a restaurant. The food was good and Gavin loved all the dead animals that stared at us while we ate (I didn't care for this, why is it we are not allowed to bring in a live animal but it is okay to eat with dead animals hanging all around. I just want to eat them, not look at them all furry and glassy-eyed. Anyway, I digress...).



After dinner we stopped at the Canadian River Wagon bridge. 



It was long, we never reached the end and turned back once it was near dark.




There was a right up in the NY Times about Canadian that is a pretty interesting read. Click here to check it out.

Getting Nothing Accomplished

I attempted to rake the yard yesterday. As I raked the bazillions of leaves into a neat and tidy pile Gavin would run through them, jump in them, throw them into the air, and carry them over to Adalay so she could also enjoy them. Because we only had pine needles in Conroe and because this is his first experience with fall leaves. I decided to continue raking with the mindset that I would never accomplish anything. Well, I did not finish the yard but hardly care. We had a ton of fun romping about and playing (and taking a ton of pictures)!


This next image is a metaphor for our times. It shows a lone, vibrant, figure and it's futile resistancein conforming to the masses.
Kidding, it's just a picture of a leaf.


I know I have said this before but I really don't care for posing my kids pictures (although I am guilty of doing it sometimes), however this was not posed. I guess he just wanted an extreme close-up...


Another leaf that deserved it's own picture...

Painting

G loves to paint, draw, and color. But mostly to paint. I love it when he paints on paper and not the floor, walls, library books, or table.






He prefers to paint with others and he especially enjoys giving the directions to what the others should be painting.

"Paint a elephant"

"Paint a dinosaur"

"Paint a snake"

I love the fact that he recognizes and can name so many colors and animals: Giant squids? Too easy. Walking Sticks? No problem! Kinkajous, certainly you can do better than that!  

Ask him to paint each of those and they all look suspiciously similar...

I am sure at some point I will be able to tell the difference between his animals but for now I am loving what he does.

A Huge Thanks...

When Adalay was several weeks old my sister-in-law, Heather, sent us a gigantic tub of clothes for her.  However as much as I thought about sending a thank you note. I never did. I was lying awake last night thinking about how ANOTHER day had went by that I had not let Heather know how much I appreciated that super kind act of generosity. I decided today was the day I was going to at least get up a blog post to thank her.

So Heather, thanks for the washing, sorting, labeling, and packing that went into this!  

Thanks for each piece of clothing!  And especially for the little zebra print shoes...

And the cute hats...

And the super sweet yellow and white dress...
And all the t-shirts...
And most of all thank you for the well dressed baby!
As much as I love these, we can't wait for an excuse to send them back to you for your next baby!