Here he is waiting for the parade to start, "reading" the program. Somebody came by and gave him the blue balloon. Candy was thrown through out the whole parade and Cougar raked it in. He loves parades.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Pioneer Day
Here he is waiting for the parade to start, "reading" the program. Somebody came by and gave him the blue balloon. Candy was thrown through out the whole parade and Cougar raked it in. He loves parades.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Fiesta Days!
Cougar and Mark on the Merry-Go-Round for the second time. This was actually the last ride we did and Cougar had the ride completely to himself.
Once again a merry-go-round, but this time with motorcycles! He had this ride to himself, too. My little brother used to misprounce motorcycles by saying motorsnycles. Mark still calls them motorsnycles and asked Cougar "What do you want to ride? A motorsnycle?" Cougar promptly responded "No, Dad. A motorCYCLE!" He didn't say it, but you could see him thinking "duh Dad"
I took Cougie on the Dragon "roller coaster" and while standing in line he watched all the kids put their hands up in the air and scream so he knew exactly what to do when he got on. I was surprised I knew he would have fun, but I thought he would maintain a white knuckle grip on the bar. Nope, he's fearless. He threw his hands up in the air and was happy screaming right along with the rest of the kids. This is a picture of our re-enanctment. I guess I've found my roller coaster riding partner.
Here he is riding the up and down spinning thing. He was very concerned everytime that little girl let go of the handle in front of her. I saw him say "hold on" and grab her hand and put it back on the handle a couple of times. Bossy, safety kid.
Riding in a lady bug. Nice smile. This is him saying cheese. I've started asking for a nice smile instead, but most of the time he says "I can't smile, my stomach's sore".
This is the first ride he went on. He loved it. He "drove" that jeep all around the tiny track. It's so funny how such a little ride can be such a thrill.
Cougar and Mark also rode the Ferris Wheel. I was going to go, but they kicked me off as soon as they saw I was pregnant, oh well. It's probably for the best, I enjoy roller coasters and such, but when the Ferris Wheel stops and you're just sitting there at the very, very top I get really nervous and I probably would have crushed Cougar's arm holding on so he wouldn't fall.
We had a great time and Cougar asked to go back "next week" We said "How 'bout next year?" and he promptly agreed. He has no clue the difference between a day, week or year, but I guess knowing he can go back at all is good enough for him.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
We need HELP!!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Grandma's Gifts
Cougar got some presents from Grandma Kindlespire last night and I guess that's all you need in life. I walked into the living room to find this amazing outfit. Grandma gave him everything but the undies. I guess I'm glad he has some sense of modesty.
The Past Few Days
Cougar absolutely loves spaghetti. I absolutely love his face when he's done. (As long as he doesn't smear it on anything) It reminds of the early days of solid food and having carrots or something clear up to his eyebrows.
Cougar built his very own fort the other day. There was no help from anybody. When he called me into his room to look at it, he was lying under the white thing (which is a guardrail we use to keep him from falling out of bed at night) with his head on the green horse. He even moved his big box of blocks which is super heavy, I can barely lift it when I'm not prego.
Friday, July 11, 2008
A New Way To Prepare Chicken
I made chicken bacon ranch sandwiches for us for dinner tonight. The chicken breast I had thawed was too thick and I need a way to thin it. I realized I don't have a kitchen mallet. So I decided to figure something else out. Here was my thought process. "I could just use a hammer. No, Mark's hammers have been in scary, nasty places and shouldn't be allowed in the house let alone in the kitchen, near food. But, what else do I have...I could beat them with a pan....I know I've got my own hammer!! My fist!" Yes, dear father, I used a hammer strike to thin my chicken and it worked wonderfully! It was the most fun I think I've ever had in the kitchen. The sandwiches weren't too bad either.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Time Well Wasted
It was time well wasted and there's no way I'd trade a few more things I could have crossed off my list, for a day that I'll never forget. I didn't get a thing done, but I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were making. And I count it all as time well wasted. This world spins to0 fast if you let it. There's always one more thing to do. Looking back I never have regretted taking off early, calling in sick, loving away a Sunday afternoon...
We took a hint from good ol' Brad Paisley this weeked. We had a big day planned. We were going to rent a post hole digger and try to get our fence up. Well, we decided to can that. Cougar's been begging to go fishing and I'm glad he did. We went to Burraston Ponds. For those of you that aren't part of the Davis Clan (I had never heard of it before) they are a small group of ponds down in Mona, about 30 minutes away from us. We bought our nightcrawlers and headed out. We got there and literally within minutes of putting his hook in the water Mark/Cougar caught one! It was great fun. Cougar had a hard time sitting and waiting with his pole in the water, but did pretty well. On the whole we caught 7 little rainbow trout, but only kept 4. (Dinner was grilled lemon pepper trout. Sorry Dad, I had to use tin foil) Cougar reeled in every last one of them. Mark commented that when he was younger he never understood how his dad could hook a fish and then hand it over to somebody else to bring it in, but now that he's a daddy, it really wasn't that hard.
Mark also caught a crawdad and handed it to Cougar in a cup. Cougar was not at all prepared for the contents. He called it a cricket (which he loves to catch so I'm not sure what the problem was) held it at arm's length with a face that looked like he was going to throw up and promptly dumped it back in the pond.
It was a great day and I'd love to do it again in a heartbeat!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Our New Calling
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Scwubbly and Cotton
I have decided to raise chickens for eggs and meat. (The thought was, we're feeding enough dang birds it's time for them to feed us!) Anyway, we happened to find a guy in Payson selling the exact kind of chick I wanted. Plymouth Rock. (that's a dual purpose breed of chicken, good layers and broilers) We went and bought 10, he threw in 2 extra, so we've got 12 chickens growing nice and fat. Cougar fell in love with the smallest one and named her Scwubbly. (I'm guessing at the spelling) It's the first name he's ever come up with without any help. By the way, this is the face he makes now whenever he says cheese so be prepared to see it a lot more.
Mark helped a bird guy friend of his build something and the friend gave him some geese and ducks. Just what we need, more birds! One of the geese is just a fuzzy baby and we named it Cotton.
Look at my garden grow!
great Mark got supports for them in last night is going to be doing some fine tuning tonight. I have two very sad broccoli plants trying to make it. My watermelon though there are only two are also doing their best. Carrots never did decide to show their faces and the pumpkin plants are doing great! We are fencing in my garden in order to put a couple of chickens in to help with weeds and bugs.
Itty Bitty Ball
See him covering the points of the ball? He destined for Bronco!