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| Grace and Frances = Junior Park Rangers! |
We decided to pack up at about 7:50 p.m. We trekked back to the car. It was hot and humid, and the kids were hot and tired (and MiMo was hungry). We always start the car before loading the kids in, just to get the AC going. I turn the key and nothing – just the typical clicking that accompanies a dead battery. Crap! Well, while it was terribly inconvenient for the kids, we were fortunate that it happened on concert night. There were several park rangers around. Richard ventured off to get some help. He came back with jumper cables that the rangers loaned him (state policy won’t let them jump us). And due to so many people being around for the concert, we had no problem finding someone to give us a jump. So a ½ hour later we were on the road. We didn’t want to turn the car off, so Richard dropped the girls and I off at the house and continued to the auto parts store with Moses. He arrived there 15 minutes before they were set to close. They had a long line of customers and told Richard it was too late to change the battery. He pleaded with them, and I guess his charming personality prevailed (or maybe MiMo gets some credit here)… and they obliged him. Richard arrived home, parked the car, got Moses out and the torrential rain downpour started. Poor dude. All in all though, we did luck out. Thank God it didn't happen on our way back from NY!!!!! We felt that we had dodged a bullet there.
Saturday afternoon, my cousin Joe, his wife Carrie, and their kids, Ben and Juliet, met myself and the girls at the local petting farm. It was hotter than all heck! And the humidity was insane. The girls, of course, enjoyed traversing the farm, yet again! Ben enjoyed all the animals too. I think the animals had had enough of heat and kids for the day (we were there closer to closing time). As a result, Grace got full on head-butted in the stomach by the cow – she had a big ol' cow slimy nose print on her shirt and skirt. And the donkey was hee-hawing up a storm which scared poor Juliet. Ben, Grace and Frances each went for a ride on Spice, the pony. Then Joe and I took the big kids on a nice hayride where we looked for the faces in the trees. Carrie stayed behind to give Juliet some much needed nourishment. The time went by really quick. We didn't have time to see the story book houses or go through the pine tree maze. But we can save that for another visit by the cousins!
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| Ben and Gracie (photo courtesy of Carrie) |
After the farm we went back to our house for some pizza, drinks and air conditioning!!! Richard had stayed home with Moses while we were at the farm so Mo could catch some zzzzs. Ben enjoyed checking out the deer that were grazing behind our house. Moses woke up as we were finishing our dinner. We then headed out in the heat and humidity to a little park and pond near us to get some photos. Carrie had graciously offered to take some photos of the kids, and us, since we've never ever attempted such a feat. The kids were a bit less than cooperative, but Carrie put up with us all very well! However, I think the mosquitoes enjoyed our adventure the most!
Another milestone for Moses on Saturday… I had been reading a picture book with him in the morning. It had a picture of a baby. I said, “baby.” And Moses repeated it! Frances and Grace heard it too and we all looked at MiMo. Richard didn't really believe me and I couldn't get Moses to do it again. But then when Mo saw Juliet he said, “Baby.” Ha! The first time he said it, he said it really low and creepy. Poor Juliet. But then he commenced saying it in a bit more normal and several times at that. At least this time everyone heard it! He’s been saying it ever since. His little voice is sooo cute.
As far as the girls. I’m still finding I have to say the weirdest things, “Don’t lick your brother’s eyeball!” And “Your brother is not a horse [or chair or carpet or…]” These girls are killing me, and their little brother. Haha. Also, I find they are picking up on Richard and my snarkiness towards them. We’ll often say, “Okay! Okay! Ree-ow (like a cat)” when they just keep picking and picking at us. Welps, now the girls do it to us! I try not to laugh. But man, it’s funny.
And Francie is full on potty trained! We started a week ago Saturday. She had 3 pee pee accidents the first day. A poopy accident on Sunday and a poopy accident on Monday. BUT she had no more accidents the rest of the week! I think she transitioned faster because she had been “practicing” more on the toilet thanks to Grace using the potty all the time. So yay for us!!!
Looking forward to the girls turning, get this - THREE years old - on Thursday!






































