Dylan started pre-school. Two times/week. He loves it, loves his teacher, and playing with new friends. The helmet hair is because we biked.
"Do you want me to walk you to the door?" "No. Bye, Mom."
Maisy likes to play with Dylan's toys while he's at pre-school.
We dog sat my grandma's dog, Cassie. It made Wes and I seriously tempted to get another dog. Lilah was so entertained. Dylan loved that Cassie slept on his bed. He would come down every morning and tell me that he and Cassie had the same dream.
If I haven't mentioned it before; Maisy loves dogs. Every dog is Lilah, it's one of the first words she said. She spends a fair amount of her day hugging, kissing and laying on Lilah. Heaven bless that patient puppy.
Dylan is a hard core Utes fan. Not that I'm complaining about his team of choice, but everywhere we drive/run/bike it's; "Mom, did you see that Ute sign." "They had a Ute flag on their car. Did you see it? We need Ute flags on our car." Just today we were going to the zoo and they had changed the signs on the flag poles, concerning Dylan that it was no longer "Ute season." So I had a chance to bid on some Ute tickets and won them at a good price. Fulfilling my son's dream of going to a Ute game.
True he was kind of done after half time, but we finally won and had a great time. This kid has passion despite his father's apathy. GO UTES!!!
We move on to Halloween. I'm a Michael Jackson fan and since the years that I get to choose everyone's costumes are limited. This was my choice.
It was tons of fun. Dylan got super into it and learned some moves and part of "his" song. I don't think the video is working though. Maisy even said "ow" if asked. While the kids are cute, Wes got the strongest reaction. He was flat out creepy.
Every now and then my kids play awesome like best friends. I snapped these on Monday while I was making dinner. First Dylan read Maisy a book.
Then he packed a bag and took Maisy on an "airplane" to San Diego his favorite place in the whole world
Finally they have landed and are going to Sea World. I love it when he's willing to take his sister with him on trips through his imagination.
It only lasts so long. Eventually my baby that I'm considering re-naming Repeat, ends up "helping" me with the dishes.
To sum up: my kids are fantastic and I want to kiss their cute cheeks a thousand times a day and tell them how much I love them.
