Sunday, April 26, 2009

The Big Boy Bed Chapter 2

Don't let that satisfied grin fool you...
The truth of the matter is now that Tadpole can freely remove himself from his mini bed and relocate to our deluxe, stretch-himself-out-and-kick-kick-kick-his-way-to-comfort bed... 
...he has clearly staked his claim.
Trouble is, neither of us knows when or how he gets there. We just consider the last one to realize (and thus spend the rest of the night with his feet in your ribs) the big looser. Here's me happily slumbering ALONE on the couch.
Okay, so maybe we never had control of the situation in the first place. I'm sure you noticed that Tadpole wasn't the only bed hog in the picture. Clearly the kids feel very comfortable here.

Back In Our Element

With the arrival of 80° weather this weekend, we couldn't be held back any longer. Abizella ran straight to the mini tide pools to jump and stomp and roll around...

Superkid, the billy goat, picked up right where he left off last year on his rocks...
And Tadpole stood back and surveyed the scene... pondering whose footsteps he should follow, or if he should break out on his own. He tried a little of the rocks and a little of the puddles. 
Be warned, all future beach companions, the all time favorite activity for all Toads was sand flinging.
I can't imagine why the kids thought that a face full of sand was so funny. 

We can't start the year off with this kind of precedence. Going forward, the standard punishment for all offenders is a swift spanking!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Look Who's Upgraded...


...to a big boy bed!
Tadpole looked a little concerned while Pops was dismantling the crib, but he was pleasantly surprised to find the little Tadpole sized bed that took its place.

Patriot's Day 2009







Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Feed the Need Sum-up

***For some reason I cannot add text to the last entry... and I cannot shrink the pics that I stole from our official photographer so you will have to click on them twice***

Wonder where we have been lately? Saturday was our 7th annual Feed the Need race at Wompatuck State Park, which pretty much consumes my life every Spring. We really pounded the pavement getting the word out this year, and it paid off. We had 297 runners cross the finish line, 4,800 canned goods collected and enough money to buy almost as many more + 2,000 more cans collected through the local elementary school. This was a prime year for a smashing success with food pantries being patronized more and more by families trying to make ends meet.

This year's activities also included Kid's races (there is a pic of Abz running the "Toddler Trot" and Tadpole running the "Diaper Dash"), an Easter Egg hunt, Bounce House, Clown, and amazing door prizes! The best part of the day was the miracle that the rain stopped around dawn and didn't start again until we pulled out of the parking lot of the State Park.

The last two pics are of Jenn Ashley (a dangerous woman to know), President of Feed the Need, Inc. Because of her inspiration 7 years ago and her amazing ability to rally people into action (myself included), Feed the Need has now donated over 101,000 canned goods to people in need. There are now races in 2 communities in Massachusetts, and 1 in Connecticut with 3 more races in Massachusetts, 2 in New York, 1 in North Carolina and 1 in Texas (unless Sandy is good about screening her calls) in the planning phase.

Go FTN!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Hoppy Easter!

Let's just say the day didn't disappoint...

When I invited Abz to the table for a pancake breakfast, she said, "No thanks, I'm having a twacolate breakfast (as the chocolate ooozed down her chin)."

Tadpole was super excited about his "Choo Choo" and snuggly bunny (which had to come home with us after he snagged it off of a shelf and used it as a pillow in the shopping cart, which all of the little old ladies found super adorable)...



And I had a hard time picking my favorite Easter outfit pic...










After church we were off to our favorite NE cousin's house for a Easter dinner that couldn't be beat and a fabulous Easter egg hunt. Superkid had a hard time hiding his enthusiasm for the prospect of the hunt, where little Tiney would trade it all for an undisturbed nap.


Thank-you to all of our family who made this an extra fun Easter week with your packages and phone calls. We love you and miss you!