whippetmom says

I think I will be moving the blog to my account on blogger.
No specific reason, I just like the backgrounds/options it opens up for us to customize the look more.

The new blog is here : Whippetmom says

I'll be working on it for a few days though I think! I hope you'll visit us at the new blog!

Gavin likes to sit on the bed and look out the window at the squirrels playing in the front yard. Gromit was joining him this day.

A boy and his dog.

Over the weekend, we decided to try out our new finger paints. Gavin wasn't sure what to think of them, probably along the lines of..."You want me to stick my fingers in this goo? And smear it on this paper? Mom? Are you sure!?"

distracted by the paint

admiring his handiwork

He loved making a mess painting but especially loved the bath he got to take after he was done. This kid lives to take a bath or shower!!

Since we live in Louisiana now, there's tons of Mardi Gras festivities. I didn't realize how many parades we have, or how big they are until we tried to go to one on Saturday.

The parade started at 4:30, but we tried to leave at 3:30, got a good parking spot in the family friendly zone, and then sat and waited...and waited...and waited.

At 7pm. Gavin had had enough. He was out of crackers, water, and patience. It had turned colder (in the picture Andrew was wearing shorts- but luckily we'd brought our coats just in case!) and was clouding up to rain.

So we left our friends we'd come with and went home. Without seeing a single float or catching a single bead necklace. Bummer.

Our friends cornered a cop later and asked how long they thought it would be- he said probably another hour (they asked at 8 pm- so they went to eat dinner and came back to see the end of it). The news at 10 said it was just ending at where we had been sitting, so I'm glad we didn't stick around.

But we learned a lesson- never try to watch the parade from where it ends...and always bring way more food than you think you need!

"Where's the parade Mommy?"

Gavin loves watching train videos on Youtube...

Train watching

We love Youtube!

Last night we had chicken stir-fry for dinner. Gavin usually loves it, but he'd downed a TON of milk that afternoon (I mean almost 3 sippy cups straight...he was gulping it down) so he wasn't that hungry...except for...

broccoli

Andrew asked him what he had speared with his fork, and he held up the broccoli and stared...and said...

"Tree!"

And then promptly ate that tree and all the others on his plate, ignoring the chicken (which he calls, appropriately enough- "bawk bawk") and noodles. I mean, he polished off that broccoli like nobody's business.

I was so proud...he even asked for "More trees?"

Show us a baby animal.

How's this for cuteness?

Baby Gromit

It was way too quiet in his room....

and I found this when I came in there...

Uh oh!

I don't know why you're mad at me?!

Wallace is forbidden from playing outside in the rain from now till eternity....

What?