Last day of school celebration.

To celebrate Beth's last day of school we took the kids to Colonial Pizza.

Raise your hand if you were naughty!

A tired W threw pizza, banged on the window, worked with his "tools" under the table, laid with his head in my lap and lost all volume control. It was a bit crazy. :)

Last day of school

Eating lunch at colonial pizza

Last day of school celebration

Razor ride

Another day, another poop in the potty, another razor ride with Pa Jim.

Wyatt giving Dustin haircut

Last day of school

Schools out
For the summer!!!

Last day of school!!

Leaf blower man

For daddy

Making gardens

Beth taught the boys how to make flower gardens.

Making gardens

Making gardens

Razor ride

Clifton Mill

Clifton mill

Funny little stories

Wyatt loves a good laugh here are a few stories he has made up.

"Mom you remember that time when I drove the Durango, and I had my coffee right there and I had my diet coke then We stopped and I got a big burger?"

While grandpa Jim mowed yard Wyatt told me this falsehood. "Pa Jim got a tick on his head."
"really?"
"Pa Jim got a tick on his head and Grandma picked it off!"
"Yuck! When did this happen?"
"Saturday"

While riding tricycles he told Ryan "Pigs live down there." He was pointing to the old pig barn. But, there have not been pigs in that barn since the 70s. Ryan disagreed but Wyatt told him in a matter of fact tone, "Pigs live down there."

We drove down to my Mothers hometown for a family reunion today. Wyatt asked where we were going and I told him, "Manchester". He started laughing and giggling, "you mean OH MAN-chester!". He could not control how silly that was, "OH MAN-chester!"

Just walking down by the river

Skipping stones

This was Ws version of skipping stones. If you look closely at the sky you can see the handfuls of rocks he was throwing into the river.

Down at the river

The Ohio River with Uncle Ryan

Poopin prize

This little boy was running around the yard today, in underwear, playing in the sprinklers. He kept doing the "I gotta poopie wiggle" but insisted he didn't need to go. Finally, I swooped in and took over. I put that wet fish on the potty, gave him a paci and told him to try to go. He "fell" off the potty whining, "just diaper change me". Nope, back on the potty. While I ran outside to unload the car, Mom said he came bolting out of the bathroom wiggling around and proclaiming "I poopied in the potty!" The celebration commenced. Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray filled the house as I came back inside. Wyatt was completely naked jumping up and down, spinning in circles and beaming with delight! I hugged him and kissed him and told him how proud I was of him!!! Of course we had to run into the bathroom and see the contents of the potty! Sure enough, he had done his business! Together, we excitedly yet carefully emptied the potty into the big toilet and Wyatt got to do the honors. He flushed that poopie away! I asked him, "do you know what you get because you poopied in the potty". He said, "YES, a diet coke!!!!!" Well, that's wasn't the answer I was expecting. I'd promised him everything lately. I told him he could have a combine harvester, a leap frog touch book thing, a match box car, a garden pail and shovel. Anything to get him to poopie in the potty. Then there was that one time when he picked up a diet coke and stated, "I'm big enough to have this now". I told him "No, Sir only people who poop in the potty can have diet coke". Can you believe that is what he remembered and wanted! Fail at motherhood. I didn't want to reward behavior with food items! Especially, junk foods! Oh well... He pooped in the potty and he got a watered down diet coke. He was so happy and proud. He did instruct me to "open it and put a straw in it". For the record he only took a few sips. :)