Throwing Rocks

Brian went to the Razorback today with Ray Ray, so Brett and I were on our own. We made a quick trip to the grocery store. He's so sneaky these days...we always wind up with something in the cart we didn't know was there until it's already paid for! The last time we went to Wal-mart we came home with a package of four extra toothbrushes. Had no clue till we got home. A random small truck-one of the ones that's right there while you're waiting to check out. The people that plan those things really know what they're doing. A ball (like we don't have enough of those)...I could go on. Trying to get better at catching these things! I used to wonder, when in college working at all the retail stores, why in the world people didn't just put things back where they belonged?! What was so hard about that??? Were people raised in barns??!! Now I know. They had small children with them. I do things now that I never would have done before....like, let him carry something around that I know we're not going to buy for awhile until he gets distracted with something else, then I take it and hide it randomly on a shelf halfway across the store from where it came from, to avoid any potential toddler meltdowns. Also, like leaving a shopping cart right next to my parking space when the cart station is just down the lane - like I'm gonna leave my kid in the car by himself while I wheel the thing where it belongs, or leave him in the cart or standing in the road next to me while I put groceries in the car JUST so that I can take him with me to put the cart where it belongs....it's a whole new world now. Amazing.....anyhow, back on track - after coming home from the store this morning with a giant bag of cheetos i had no intention of coming home with, we ate a nice lunch and spent the next two hours to ourselves. Me on the computer having some "quiet" time and he in his room pretending to nap. I wanted to put in the voice memo I recorded on my phone of what he was really doing (singing Twinkle Twinkle at the top of his lungs) but I can't seem to do that on here...he ended up not napping, and after a failed attempt at kite flying we went to lake Bella Vista for a tricycle ride and some rock throwing. He also LOVED the ducks and geese but I did have to tell him not to pick up THOSE “rocks” over where the birds were hanging out-gross!  GREAT fun and an extra tired boy on the way home.

In mid-jump – he said he was “gonna make a big spwaaaash!”