Saturday, June 27, 2009
Cousins
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Father's Day Fun
I just wanted to take this opportunity to write about how wonderful my husband is as a father. Not only does he do an equal share in caring for our kids when he's home, but he is by far their favorite playmate. There is something about a dad and the way that he can interact differently with his children...it's amazing to witness and something I am always proud of. Whether he's a bulldozer for Carter to ride on, an airplane to fly in, a tickle monster to chase them, a fort builder to aid in construction or just a hugger and book reader, both Kennedy and Carter love their dad and all that he does for them. He makes sacrifices to be the best dad that he can be, and for that I am grateful. It really is true what they say, you fall in love all over again when you see your husband turn into a fantastic father. We are blessed.
We spent the afternoon of Father's Day out at Kyle's parent's house. Kyle's grandfather was able to celebrate with us, so we snapped a pic of the four generations of Phelan men.
Carter was excited to share in Papa's present.
The weather was decent enough to allow for play time outdoors. Carter had fun swinging from the apple trees like a monkey.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Fun in the hot, hot sun!
We recently returned from 12 days in hot and sunny Arizona. The kids did great with the travel, Kennedy adjusted to the changes like a champ and we all had a good time with family. Carter never sleeps well when we travel, so to say he was "off" is a slight understatement but he still managed to have lots of fun (in between time outs). I even survived the flight home on my own with the kiddos. Kyle left early Sunday to get back for work and I stayed for another four days. Both kids were very well behaved on the flight and the Alaska Airlines staff were wonderful - free seat for Kennedy, gate pass for my mom and a comped glass of wine for me courtesy of the first class cabin. Lovely.
In addition to spending lots of time in the pool, we played at a few parks, fed the ducks and fished at the pond in my parents neighborhood, had the pleasure of being a part of my brother's wedding, visited the newly opened Children's Museum of Phoenix, discovered Makuto's Island, spent the day at my Aunt's with four of her grandchildren and saw a few friends. Kyle golfed. A lot. So he really enjoyed his vacation too! As usual my mom spoiled us all and really did her best to make it a wonderfully relaxing vacation. I think we took some 800 pictures, so I'll try to post a few of the best here...(if anyone knows how to add a slide show, I'd love a tutorial)
Nana and Kennedy enjoyed the "kids under 3 area" while I squeezed and climbed my way through the play structures with Carter.
Fun at the park:
But Kennedy loved it!
Uncle Kyle and Nallely's Wedding:
Fun at Aunt Sandy's:
Fishing and Feeding:
UP!
Being silly
Swimming:
Kennedy didn't swim too much but did enjoy the water for the most part.
His one valiant attempt at swimming. He was scared but did so great madly kicking his legs and propelling himself around the pool.
A little special? At least he looks the part :)
Children's Museum:
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
LOST
No, I'm not referring to the hit TV program on ABC but rather to my sweet, three year old son. My mom and I experienced one of the scarier moments of our lives as Carter went missing in the mall. I don't know if I have fully accepted the gravity of the situation (as I mostly had intense feelings of disbelief), but it was definitely something I hope to never relive. As we were paying for our stuff at Gymboree, Carter was getting antsy and begging to go play on the toys. I told him we'd go in a minute, once we were finished at this store. Exhibiting his usual impatience, Carter decided to strike out on his own and just left. Seriously. My timid boy who is often afraid of his own shadow just sauntered out of Gymboree on a quest to find the mall play place. By the time we realized he wasn't with us (as I usually let him wander in stores a little, since he's NEVER shown an inclination to bolt!), panic set in and we frantically began to search. I really assumed that he was hiding in the store or doing something else silly. I had a very hard time believing that he just walked out. Which lead to my other, more terrifying thoughts of someone nabbing him. Other nice shoppers assisted and I tracked down mall security (and seriously this guy looked like he should have been playing Bunko at the old folks home - he was pushing 90, I'm sure. I totally felt safer :) All in all, he was gone for about ten minutes and was found with two police officers who were in the mall doing a D.A.R.E program. The entire incident didn't seem to phase Carter, although I think my mom could have used a tranquilizer or two to calm down. I was so very relieved to have my little guy back in my arms...that's when the tears started for me. Is he too old to wear one of those leash things?!?
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