Seriously...Summer Fun Pt. 3

Summer Fun Pt. 2

Summer Fun Pt. 1

Pt. 1

Where has all that time gone...

Wow, I have not updated this blog since April. I am pretty sure a lot has happened since... Where has all that time gone to?

Let's see. Since April we have been busy.

Trenton made his first trip to the Portland zoo. We've been up to Lake Billy Chinook, canoeing at Sparks, hiking here and there, enjoying fireworks (for the first time for Trenton). Oh the list could go on and on.

Trenton is working on potty training and talking non-stop about everything everyday. He loves to drive his trucks, cars, trains, plans and helicopters. He also loves reading!

Here are a few pictures from late spring. I'll get some more up of this summer!

Mexico

This is a bit overdue, but I'm finally getting to it. Trenton is, at the moment, happily playing with all of his cars in the window sill. One of his favorite activities.

Mexico was so much fun! Trenton and I were the only ones that went. Aaron could not get the time off due to seniority, but encouraged us to go anyways. I was hesitant, but so thankful we went. I had so much fun with my mom, Tuesday & Julian, Autumn, the Fagens and the Everts. It was really to much fun!

Trenton did amazing on the airplane journey (both ways)! He wanted his blanket and my hand during all take off and landings. But overall he was happy and well behaved on every flight. I was so thankful for all the help I got from family, travellers and the flight attendants.

Once we got to Mexico it was really all about relaxation. Trenton and I played in the pool every morning until lunch and nap time. Then it was usually a three hour nap time- for Trenton. Then some more pool time. Really that was the main thing we did. It was great. No phones, hardly any computer, no TV, just good ole' times with the family.

I really wish life was that way all the time!

Saturday Morning

I love Saturday mornings. There is no rush, no agenda, just getting up and having some time with my boy(s); meaning Trenton, Kelso and Tiger. While the lazy Saturday mornings of sleeping until I wake are gone, they have been replaced with adventures of Trenton. This morning he requested his second all-time favorite meal of oatmeal. The kid can eat oatmeal like none other (literally as much as I can stomach!). First off I must admit I give him instant oatmeal, but I have all sorts of justification for this. One, he eats organic instant oatmeal, and two, he only gets half a pack of the "flavored" kind mixed in with half a pack of Oats & Flax instant oatmeal. And, last but not least, I feel that I'm instilling a healthy option for adulthood that may be something he will actually prepare for himself. Yes, I know why am I justifying to myself...bat at least it makes me feel better about not making it from scratch.

So on this lovely Saturday morning, which I am still thoroughly enjoying, Trenton requested oatmeal with "ray-rays" (code for raisins). So I prepared a bowl of oatmeal with raisins for Trenton and a bowl of oatmeal without raisins for myself. Trenton began his adventure in eating. I must say I was so disappointed my camera was upstairs. He insisted on taking bigger bites than I myself would take, okay...even bigger bites than most grown men would take. They were huge bites. His spoon was so full he had to strain to get his mouth open wide enough. Then upon failing to get the whole bit in his mouth he would cry out in objection to the spillage on his lap, hand and mouth. He handed me his napkin and with a mouth filled to the max asked me, in some sort of gibberish, to clean him up. This proceeded through the whole bowl of oatmeal. I tried to show him smaller bits, but much like his parents, he decided he knew best.

I love Saturday mornings. Then to make my day even better, I went to the cupboard to get my cup for coffee and to my happiness my favoritest (I know it is not a real word, but I'm using it anyway) of 3 favorite mugs was waiting for me.

Saturday mornings!

Helicopter!

Trenton was lucky enough to get to go tour the Helicopter. He said "Cool" and "Helicopter" over and over; he was pretty amazed. Trenton was thanking his Nanny for arranging it all!

He was afraid at first. I think it was the size of the helicopter compared to what he sees in the sky and plays with at home. But after a little encouragement he decided it was okay to touch it. But going inside the helicopter was another story. First nanny got in, then daddy got in, but no way was Trenton going to set one limb inside that strange machine. Finally, after mommy got in, Trenton decided it wasn't so scary. Once he was in he was all about jumping out the side into anyone and every ones arms. I was laughing...he was so afraid to go in, but had no fear about jumping out. Here are a few pictures of our adventure.

P.S. I must admit...it was pretty "cool"! I have never seen the inside of a helicopter.