Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Pumkin Patch
Somebody HELP me!
Remember the shapes he drew all over my floor? Well this is his newest art. Acrylic paint smeared all over my bedroom floor! How he got ahold of this stuff, I do not know. There is nothing too high or hidden well enough for Tate. Except maybe the attic or the rafters in the garage. Hmmmm.... He probably could still figure out a way.Apparantly while smearing on the floor, he decided to do a little face painting.
His feet needed some color too.
Okay now this is from Tate climbing on the counter getting into the medicine cabinet. He dumped childrens tylenol out (I thought those bottles were supposed to be childproof) and some vitamins, a bunch of fishfood. Looks like he tried to stir it together with some spoons. I don't know what he planned on doing with those dvds and that phone charger. This picture really dosn't do any justice, cause this was only a part of the counter. It was really smeared all over the kitchen and like with everything else Tate had to put it all over his face.
And, you might be thinking..........Where in the heck is his mom, when this is going on? Well, I was probably cleaning up another one of his messes. In this case, I was cleaning up all the clothes he had emptied out of his dresser drawers and closet.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Yes, Your Majesty!
Can you draw your shapes?
For a 2yr old, i'd have to say he's pretty dang good at his circles and triangles.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Our New Addition.
For some reason Ruby really likes Tate. She rides with him almost everytime we go somewhere.
Now Tate is sick, aaah! He's not as mean as Kenden was. But he has trouble sleeping. I've had like no sleep. The other night somehow, that little escape artist figured out a way to get out of his bed (remeber the contraption we had made, to keep him in there. There's a post about it) We would hear him screaming "Mom, get me out. I want out" over and over then you'd hear a thud, silence, the light switch, then the door open. He waits a few seconds just peeking out the door, before he comes tromping out and into our room. I would have to get up, put him back in his bed. Tye down the sheet. I kept tying it down tighter and tighter. That little turd kept getting out. This went on til about 5:30 AM, when eric finally went and got another piece of plywood, put it across the entire top of the crib. He isn't able to get out now. We were able to get an hr and a half of sleep in before we had to get up and ready for work. That day was rough.
Here's a couple pictures of my poor sick lil boys.