Fire truck trouble and exciting Cheerios

A few things I said this week that made Mommy and Daddy laugh:

When Daddy changed the channel from "Batman Begins" to football, "No Daddy! I want to watch the movie about me!"

When I tripped and fell down in the front yard, "I'm okay! I just needed to look at the door...with my knee in the grass."

When Mommy asked the lady at the drive-through if she got our chicken tenders, "How about the fry tenders?"

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It is still all about fire fighting for me. I live it, I breath it, I play it...a lot! But when it comes to the real thing I'm just not sure. We saw a real firetruck and firemen at Sherwood Fest this weekend. Everyone wanted me to get in or stand on the truck and wear the helmet. Are they crazy? I'm only 2! Okay, almost 3, but still...I just don't think I should be expected to drive or ride on such a large truck! I mean that takes special training! And that helmet is way to big and heavy for someone my age. I'm pretty sure it would have caused permanent damage if I had let them put it on my head. Needless to say, I was very uncomfortable with the whole thing. Austin had a super time though. But he is 4!

Here are a few shots of the whole ordeal:

As for Noah, he is still biting mom. He has actually started getting in trouble for it. When Mommy or Daddy says no, he just falls apart! It is about time, I think! He has gotten away with that whole "I'm an angelic little baby" act for too long.

He has started really scooting all over the place. Still no crawling yet, but he gets where he wants to go. And he is eating more regular food now. I've never seen someone get so excited about a bite of cheerios! I could teach him a few things. Wait until I introduce him to chocolate!

Here is some video Mom got of Noah enjoying his cheerios:

Later gators!

Jacob

Jacob's day in pictures

I decided to give Mommy the job of following me around with the camera to capture my day. But first, I thought it would be interesting to ask her what she had planned for the day. Here is what she said:

"Wake around 8 am, get dressed, and head downstairs for a no mess breakfast and cartoons while Mommy has coffee and feeds Noah. Then we head out to the library to return our book. Happily attend and participate in story time. Make several friends there and plan to meet tomorrow to play - same time, same place. Pick out a few new books to take home. Probably a train book, football book, and some very educational book. Go back home and play while Mommy gets Noah to nap. Play with Mommy some more. Break for a very nutritious lunch. Read our new books. Nap for about an hour and a half. Wake up and have a snack and watch a cartoon. Run a couple of errands with Mommy. Come home and do a craft to show to Daddy when he gets home. Play with Daddy while Mommy cooks supper. Eat whatever Mommy cooks without demanding peanut butter or chicken and fries. Play in the bathtub with Noah while Mommy gets us all clean. Play football with Daddy until Mommy says it is time for bed. March upstairs for 3 books, then lay down and drift off to dreamland like a little angel."

That is what Mommy planned. But I had some different ideas.

Here is how my day actually turned out:

Mommy woke me a little after 9 because she thought I was really tired from a big weekend and needed extra sleep (Yeah Mom, you thought I needed the sleep. Not that you wanted to sleep in. I'll go with your story.) Then we rushed, rushed, rushed to get ready so we could make it to 10:00 story time. Mommy noticed that I was not wet, so she had me use the potty. I did it! Yea! I washed my hands! Yea! Mommy convinced me to eat my breakfast in the car so we wouldn't be late. I was oh so cooperative with everything. We were all ready to go and feeling so proud of ourselves. Then Mommy started frantically running around, then banging things around, dumping her bag out. I knew something was wrong. She lost her keys...as usual. I kept my mouth shut. But then she called Daddy. He told her that I was playing with them the night before and the last he saw them they were, well, in a place that they were not this morning. When she asked me about it I simply told her that Daddy had taken the keys from me. That's my story and I'm sticking to it! I helped her scour the living room for them. No luck. So afraid that I would be disappointed, she told me she was sorry that we couldn't go to the library. I said, "We are staying home? YEAH!" This made her feel better. Phew!

So with that I decided to dismantle her plans even further. For breakfast I demanded (messy) cheerios. Then Mommy realized the freezer was not working so she began to try to fix it. I helped as best I could. When mommy finally gave up, we played football. I got to be the player and then the coach. Then we took Noah for a stroll to get him to sleep. I found a butterfly and a fire hydrant. Mommy didn't seem to want to play at the fire hydrant as long as I did. But we went back to it three times. Then we went back home and I put fires out. Excuse me, Fireman Sam put fires out! Mommy had to drag me in to eat lunch. I insisted on a hot dog (the 4th of the week. Yes, it is just Monday), and wouldn't let up until it was placed on my Woo Pig Sooie plate. Then I got a little grumpy. Mommy said I was tired. I don't know why she thought that. Doesn't she know I am never tired!? She let me watch...you guessed it...Fireman Sam! Then she tricked me into going upstairs to read a book (Woo Pig Sooie book) when she really just wanted to get me in my bed for a nap. I am so on to her tricks! I WAS NOT TIRED!!! When will she learn. So she finally gave up and I helped her be "productive". I helped her vacuum and clean out Noah's closet. In the middle of sorting clothes is when Mommy said things got out of control and by things she meant me and Noah. Leaving her organizing a mess, she tried once again to get us to nap. I pitched a fit (one of my finest performances, I thought) and got in trouble. Needless to say, that is when this project came to a screeching halt. Mommy couldn't keep up with the camera any longer. Mimi and Papa came over. We had a good night and Mommy promised that she would try this project again with me soon.

So it wasn't too far from what Mommy planned for us, was it?

-Jakers

Rain, rain go away.

It has been such a rainy couple of days. But I have had a big time playing with the acorn and leaf that Nana gave me. I bet she never thought a leaf and acorn from her yard would be such an exciting toy! We did brave the wet weather Tuesday to take a trip to the library for story time. I was so excited! Mommy let me wear my rain boots and carry the umberella. We played and read books before story time started. I couldn't wait. Then when the librarian opened the doors and everyone went into storytime room, I decided I wasn't ready...and I let everyone know by yelling it angrily many times. Mom turned bright red. She finally dragged me in, but I wouldn't sit in the circle. So we sat on a bench in the back of the room. Mommy and the librarian kept trying to make me smile while we sang songs and played games. I tried as hard as I could not to have fun, but I finally gave in and had a wonderful time! Then I checked out the coolest fire engine book, and Mommy read it about 20 times in a row when we got home.

Today Mommy gave me the job of filling the Change for Children can with quarters. She explained that the money was for children who don't have mommies and daddies, and this money could help buy them nice toys to play with, like the ones I have. I was very excited to help. After dropping in a couple of coins, I asked Mommy "Do they have mommies and daddies yet?" Mommy looked puzzled. I put in some more money and asked agian "Do they have mommies and daddies now?"

Mommy declared today 'Pajama Day' since it was so rainy out. But she did end up playing with me out in the rain and even let me play with the water hose. I just wasn't satisfied with the amount of rain Gustav was bringing. She didn't go for playing a baseball game in the rain though, so I just played it myself!
Mom and Dad are saying it is bedtime now. Gotta get my cutie rest!

-Jacob