Random Realizations

Today's realization was that dentists should recommend a diet consisting of foods like jerky and corn because then you would have no choice but to floss. Wednesdays - car seats may be annoying to buy and keep your children in forever, but the strapped in aspect sometimes provides a much needed break.  Tuesdays included duct tape to prevent someone from sleeping in the nude. Mondays - there are worse things that can happen to my husband's hair than him going grey as he gets older. Sundays - I should never again have restful expectations and then if naps ever do happen I can be pleasantly surprised. The last one is that fries (or any other special treat) are better if you name something you are thankful for each time you eat one. I recommend this with a child for maximum enjoyment.
Here are the other memorable moments from our week.

 Monkey's nap went south. I don't think I ever want Tate to put me down for a nap; I don't know where in the world he would want me to sleep. Good thing monkey has good circulation so his nap wasn't detrimental.

 Ian is mastering the art of golf young. He can hit it standing up, but he moves to fast to get a non blurry picture.

 Josh turned 28 on Monday! He wanted cinnamon rolls. I should have used more extreme colors with the frosting, but they tasted delicious. Tate loved wrapping presents for Daddy. He would have loved to open them too, but he knows his birthday is in 2 months and he has to wait his turn.

 Ian has discovered his dome. Now we get baths almost nightly to remove whatever food/slime he manages to massage into his scalp. Oh the joys.

 Tate and Ian playing at the park together. Ian still looks at me when I open my bag of distractions. Tate knows them all and continues doing whatever he is doing. I need to expand my collection. Any ideas?

 My walking little man. He has already jumped a couple times too! I can't believe how much better his walking has become in just a week. He will walk around for hours through our house and has no qualms about pavement. I still cringe with the mommy "what if" complex where I imagine every possible thing that could go wrong if he trips and falls. Letting kiddos grow up is hard!

 Tonight Tate ate all of his vegetables and left the pasta on his plate.. I don't know what to think about this strange wonderful phenomenon.