Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
The Bicycle Family
Last weekend, I took the family on our first epic ride. We rode four miles to downtown Claremont for lunch and back. The kids did great, obeying all the rules of the road. We weaved thru the older homes between Foothill and Bonita, to our final destination, Downtown Claremont. Along the way, Jamie admired some of the homes and even did a walk thru one "Open House".
Our goal was to eat at Saca's but sure enough they were closed on Sunday. What restaurant CLOSES on a Sunday? We ended up eating at a pizza place in the heart of downtown Claremont. The food was okay.
Obey all the rules of the road. "Stay on your right hand side!"
Smile for the camera!
Adam absolutely loves his bike. He was the big brother and in his Thomas the Train backpack held Natalie's bottle, diapers and wipes. He also had our bike lock stashed in there too!
Natalie takes a snooze while mommy looks at an open house.
It was a great ride 8 mile ride. The kids did great and on the way home we stopped off at 21 Choices for some well earned frozen yogurt.
Our goal was to eat at Saca's but sure enough they were closed on Sunday. What restaurant CLOSES on a Sunday? We ended up eating at a pizza place in the heart of downtown Claremont. The food was okay.
Obey all the rules of the road. "Stay on your right hand side!"
Smile for the camera!
Adam absolutely loves his bike. He was the big brother and in his Thomas the Train backpack held Natalie's bottle, diapers and wipes. He also had our bike lock stashed in there too!
Natalie takes a snooze while mommy looks at an open house.
It was a great ride 8 mile ride. The kids did great and on the way home we stopped off at 21 Choices for some well earned frozen yogurt.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
A good summer tip
This goes into the files of "practical things I want to remember".
We all know that my street is like Kid-City, and my front yard in particular seems to be the main dance floor. So I've got kids whooping it up outside of my door everyday, and that's how I like it.
But, I've also become more sensitive to my across-the-grass neighbors and don't feel it's right to have a bunch of kid toys littering the yard anymore. So into the backyard went the playhouse, and in go the bicycles (as much as I can keep up with anyways).
But what I do have is a basket of small spray bottles (like the kind hairdressers use). Those stupid spray bottles make the best squirt guns and I've got a veritable water-fight-war outside my door after school with each neighborhood kid vying for his very own bottle. Natalie comes in wanting her "wa-wa" too, so now I've got an empty dishsoap container out there too for her.
So that's my tip. Squirt bottles and empty dish soap bottles for squirt guns.
We all know that my street is like Kid-City, and my front yard in particular seems to be the main dance floor. So I've got kids whooping it up outside of my door everyday, and that's how I like it.
But, I've also become more sensitive to my across-the-grass neighbors and don't feel it's right to have a bunch of kid toys littering the yard anymore. So into the backyard went the playhouse, and in go the bicycles (as much as I can keep up with anyways).
But what I do have is a basket of small spray bottles (like the kind hairdressers use). Those stupid spray bottles make the best squirt guns and I've got a veritable water-fight-war outside my door after school with each neighborhood kid vying for his very own bottle. Natalie comes in wanting her "wa-wa" too, so now I've got an empty dishsoap container out there too for her.
So that's my tip. Squirt bottles and empty dish soap bottles for squirt guns.
Yock
Today Natalie insisted on being totally naked. No daypo no nada.
But she did bring me two mismatched socks and shove them in my face with the order "Yock!"
Well, what Natalie wants, Natalie gets. Naked, with yocks.
But she did bring me two mismatched socks and shove them in my face with the order "Yock!"
Well, what Natalie wants, Natalie gets. Naked, with yocks.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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