Sunday, May 27, 2012

Fun Time had by all

Both boys are so excited to come with me lately, I cannot express the joy I feel inside when I pull up and they are both grinning from ear to ear and practically jumping up and down to get out of the gate.  Saturday we went and fed the ducks.  We had to find a place that did not have any geese.  The boys expressed their lack of desire to go anywhere geese were.  We found a spot that had lots of ducks and no geese.  The boys jumped out of the truck and "fro da bread" to the ducks.  I had no idea we would burn through the bread so quickly.  Killian ate more than he gave to the ducks.  Beck wanted to feed them cheerios.  Grandpa even caught a baby duck for the boys to hold.  Beck wanted nothing to do with the duck.  He became more interested in the buttons on the side of the passenger seat in the truck that move the seat up and down.  It was a very joyous afternoon!

The ducks were waiting for us to get out of the truck.  Didn't even get the door closed.

Proper form when "fro da bread to ducks"

He ate more than he gave to the ducks


Grandpa and Killian coming up with a plan to catch a duck

Beck tried for awhile to make sure each duck got a piece

Killian didn't quite grasp Grandpa's plan to catch a duck.


Beck eventually became more of an observer

Second attempt at the plan

Success


This was as close as Beck got to the duck.

He was so soft with the baby duck.





Killian following Grandpa walking on the lines

It was a play with the trains kinda day

I always have to multi task

My favorite thing to do with Beck

Okay, maybe reading is my second favorite next to wrestling.



Killian decided to take apart every single piece of track

He kept calling me Mommy to be funny.  I would then tickle him as punishment.

Killian loves trucks

"Daddy, I want to build a towa".  So we did.


Spinning in the bucket.

Killian was too dizzy to walk after the spin.


Beck couldn't walk either.

These two love balloons

We blow up the balloon and then watch it zoom away



I asked him what he was making.  He told me "milk".

I asked what they were making, their reply, "crabby patties."

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