The Zoo was A ZOO!

My sisters and I went to the zoo yesterday along with the entire city of Wichita, KS. It was a CRAZY MADHOUSE! The parking lot was completely full. We got to the front of the zoo and the line was clear into the parking lot to get in. Fortunately, we stopped a very nice zoo worker and asked if we had to wait since we had zoo passes, ohhh the beauty of having a zoo pass, he told us to go through the gift shop to get in. So we did, no problems. I was technically supposed to pay half price since we have a "visiting" zoo pass, but they told us to just have fun. We of course bought things as we passed through the gift shop so they still got our money. But atleast the boys got cute penguins and I got a hat and t-shirt!

Anywhos, even though it was crazy packed we still had a good time walking around. Until Damon's legs started to fall apart and I had to carry him through the last part of the zoo. I put him down as we left when of course Xavier's legs broke right after so I got to carry him to the car. Needless to say, I'm a tad sore this morning. I'm such a sucker!

Here is Aiden headbudding my Dad. At least he isn't crying just by looking at the ole man like he did Monday. I've never seen a bottom lip stick out as far as Aiden had it when my dad was talking to him. He finally warmed up to him...you know when my dad gave him food.

Not Me Monday

We do not have a little boy in our house that keeps saying the word “boobies”. Our children are much more refined than that and would never use such talk!
Adam did not have to have a little talk with our young man about such language in which our perfectly innocent little Xavier replied, “OK Daddy, I won’t say boobies. No more boobie talk. I will not say boobies ever again. Don’t you worry Daddy, I’m not going to say boobies.”
And I did not laugh during this conversation at all!

Upon arriving at one of our favorite lunch spots Saturday afternoon, a slew of teenage girls oohed and ahhed over Aiden. When they shouted to me, although Adam was carrying him, “You have a cute baby!” I did not reply, “What, you weren’t oohing and ahhing over my husband?”
I would never embarrass teenage girls or my husband for that matter.

Cheerios

Aiden loves Cheerios and the smartypants knows which cabinet the Cheerios are in as well as which box it is. This morning, he got caught!

Not Me Monday

We did not have a ton of ants crawling all over my inside plants. The plants I have had for 7+ years, plants that I’ve never had any kind of a bug in, plants that I actually enjoyed and did not kill like all other plant life that had been in or around my house.
Although, it is nice to have the plants gone, giving us a little more room in the dining room for the high chair.

Adam and I did not totally stress out Friday evening while trying to figure out where to eat. Eating out brings nothing but joy and relaxation. We never stress out about where to go.

Saturday I had plans to go spend some time with my friend Olivia. I did not feel a slight ounce of guilt when I left the boys screaming, crying, and begging not for me to leave.
I did not spend over 4 hours at Olivia’s fancy new apartment. And I definitely was not slightly jealous of how crazy nice this place is! Never jealous, just pure happiness and joy for friends!

I’m not totally dreading my dentist appointment tomorrow. I do not hate going to the dentist and I definitely do not have another cavity. The pain I’ve been feeling on the one side of my mouth when I eat sugary foods is all a part of my imagination.

And I’m not totally excited for my good ole friend Stacy that gets to go see NKOTB in Tulsa TONIGHT! Again, not jealous, pure happiness and joy!

Maybe?

I'm not positive but I'm thinking, just maybe, spring has sprung. We were out playing in the front yard today (in 80 degree weather mind you) and I noticed my little flowers are blooming and my tulips and daffodils are starting to appear.
I wanted the boys to race down the driveway...Aiden wanted to look at the neighbor's truck instead.

Finally able to ride his scooter...although its ridiculously too small for him.

Riding his truck? I don't know how this dump truck has lasted this long.

And Aiden, crawling and walking everywhere. All I can do is keep up.

Finally

Over the past week or so Aiden has taken a step or two but nothing too exciting. Then today during my institute class he took about 3-4 steps. So I thought maybe he was getting the hang of it.

Tonight we had a family over from the ward who has a one year old boy that has been walking for several months. It was almost like Aiden thought, "If he can do it, I can do it." Pretty soon he was walking around with him.

Sorry the video is blurry, I think its because my batteries were dying.

Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

I did not forget that Damon lost his tooth on Tuesday night and that I needed to play tooth fairy and leave him some money. When we all got up on Wednesday morning and Damon discovered that the tooth fairy forgot him, I didn’t immediately slap myself in the head for forgetting such an important thing, like the tooth fairy coming.
I told him that she must not have had him on the schedule since he lost it so late in the evening. His reply, “Well she better have me down for tonight, I want my dollar.”

On Sunday when I was needing something sweet to eat, I did not eat the boys m&ms that they got from their piano teacher for Valentine’s day. I did not assume that they forgot all about them since they sat on the counter since February 10th. (Seriously, who leaves m&ms laying around for almost 2 weeks???)
When Xavier decided to have those for his snack the other day after school, I did not have to tell my poor boys that their mean mother ate their candy. Xavier did not have a break down and begin to weep. And I did not feel so guilty that I took my two boys out for ice cream to make up for my candy-thieving ways.
I’m also not slightly embarrassed that the told on me to their piano teacher…oh what she must think!

Saturday we went to a wedding reception where they had these pretty little potted wheat plants as the centerpieces. I really liked them and thought they would work well for an upcoming church dinner. As I looked at the plant, holding it up by one hand, I did not drop the plant on the table causing a loud noise as well as causing the dirt to spill out of the plant on to the table, on Jan, and all over the floor. Nope, I would never be that careless!