Call It What You Want...

Perhaps you didn't even notice I was gone, but I was... and now I'm back.

We had an extended visit to Laryy's Chicking Wranch while the Tim was off galavanting around Europe, and we had a few adventures, which means I have a few pictures to share...

So. We went to The Children's Museum of Evansville (cMoe), which was okay but didn't really appeal to my boys a lot. There were a bunch of nice activities for rather older kids, and a few fun little kid activities. And the scoop you see here. There was also a terrifying water activity room and a climbing structure that the decision-making boy wouldn't even look at. Oops. Maybe in a few years.

Mark helped Grandma make special cookies to measure how many days until we would go home and until Daddy comes home. Apparently someone forgot to tell him that three-year-olds are lacking very fine motor skills as he is completely adept at removing the cap from a bottle of food coloring, squeezing the right number of drops into the dough, and then putting the cap back on and turning on the mixer.

Oh yeah. And washing dishes.

And rinsing. Clearly Grandma was in charge of this activity. Actually, Mark was. Grandma was just doing what she was told. :)

The other news of note (no pictures included) was that we only had ONE bathroom accident the whole time we were there, and he only slept in a Pull-Up one night (clean). The only accident was when we didn't put him on the toilet one night in time. But. Wow. He's wearing big boy underwear to bed right now as we speak, AND in the car all the way home. Wow. I hate to make definitive statements about success or failure, but I'm pretty sure he'll start junior high completely toilet-skilled.

The other boy had a blast having Grandpa (also known as "DUM-pa", not to be confused with "DUM-pa", dump truck) around to play with. He walked around talking up a storm, playing with everything, trying everything out, not eating well (mm, shocker...), sleeping better thanks to the crib Grandpa found at a garage sale and paid for with real money... He had a lot of fun, too, and even gave Grandma some cuddles. Adam is nowhere the cuddler that Mark has always been, but he found a few big hugs for everyone while we were there.

And just in case you thought you'd seen enough cuteness...

Hey Ma, look at ME!