Milkin' the Summer While it Lasts

No need to worry, we bailed her out a few hours after this photo was taken.

Actually, the mini jail is just one of the exciting things you can see at Thanksgiving Point.

Saturday we packed some snacks, water, and babies on our bikes and rode them to Thanksgiving Point for some Summer-is-waning-but-we-are-not-letting-go-just-yet-fun!

We went to farm land where for a mere $5 you can pet a baby goat:

Throw oats to some ducks and pigs:

Moo at a cow:

(Yip, we did moo at it.)

And ride a pony! (Guess which part Adele liked best):

In the main plaza of Thanksgiving Point there is this contraption:

See the yellow levers? What you do is pull them, or stand near by while someone else pulls them and you may get a little mist of water, or nothing, or a giant splash from above, below, or the middle, or it may just shoot a stream, or explode and soak anyone in range. Think water Russian Roulette:

Benjamin is One Year Old

July 17, 2010

July 2011

Birthday Eve Picnic

I believe we are going to Delta for a grand birthday celebration for Harlie, Kix, and Ben.

(Hey, Robisons, why do you people like to be birthed or givin' birth in July so much????)

But, because his birthday is this weekend, we wanted to do a little weekend celebration of our boy, who we have had for about a year now. So, we made Saturday dinner a picnic!

Zoey was a good addition to the party, because she said "Happy Birthday" to Ben more than anyone did.

Despite her appearance in the picture, I swear there is nothing but fruit punch in that cup.

Presents and Cake

After our picnic, we figured we needed a little dessert.

These were the cake decorators:
My little birthday boy:
His loot:

His own water bottle (with a pirate on it!) from his Elsa:

And a colorful caterpillar from his big sister Elsa too:

Some VERY exciting cars from Aunt Jann.

And Sueky brought the future rock star a guitar. (I don't know if Adele will let him play with it though.)

So, here is my usually hands-in-everything spazz-boy who is perpetually hungry being presented with a cake and told he may go to town on it.

He refused. He would not even taste it. He barely touched it (he was so tired I guess).

So we put him to bed, and we put the cake to good use:

If a Picture is Worth a 1,000 Words, Here are 7,000:

Face Smash

He's OK now, but...

Someone needs to tell Ben he has to use his hands when he crawls.
Cement and heads don't mix. :(

Independence Day

Ben and Delie were pretty sick the first part of the weekend, and still recovering on the 4th, so we spent the holiday bumming around at home. This is something we need to do more of, it was very nice.

But, fittingly, 'cause it was Independence Day, my girls spent the day exerting theirs.

Adele can pull Benjamin in the wagon ALL BY HERSELF! NO HELP, IF YOU PLEASE!

She pulled him all the way to the park up the street. She even pulled him up the steep hill (maybe there was a little motor power assistance from Mommy behind the wagon for that part).

And then, *sniff*, my baby girl Elsa, who, it seems like yesterday, just learned to ride an itty-bitty pink two wheeler, hopped on my old mountain bike and rode it around like she owned it (she does now).
It does not seem like very long ago at all that I rode this very bike with her strapped into the tiny baby seat on the back of it. She used to kick me in the booty with her little toddler toes while I rode her around town.

Time goes so fast.

Well, at least Ben has consented to be my little baby "Benjamonkey" for a little bit longer.