Caution: Wet Floor and Kid

So Paul and I took an unexpected trip last week to Boise. Patrick was out of town again, and for some reason this time him being away was too much for me. I am pretty sure it had to do with being pregnant and having unstable hormone levels. My parents flew Paul and I to Boise so we wouldn't be alone. Thanks mom and dad.

While we were there Paul made a discovery. We were in Walmart one day and I was paying attention to something other than Paul. I turned around and saw a kid with a Caution: Wet Floor sign over his head. At first glance I thought, "Where is that kid's mother?" Then I realized it was my kid. So Gross! This incident happened on other occasions while we were in Boise, and I finally gave in and got my camera out.

I Love Snow Cones

One of my favorite treats are snow cones. It can't be just any ol' shaved ice either (Icee and big chunks of ice cones don't make the cut). Growing up in Boise there were snow cone shacks everywhere, and it was heavenly. Once I moved away from Boise I haven't come across a city that compares. Rexburg, ID for example is colder than Siberia, and not many people crave snow cones when they have frost bite. Hence, there was no shack. While living in Provo, UT I did find a snow cone shack in Lindon, (a neighboring city) but I wanted one every other trip to the grocery store a block away. Here in Denver I have yet to see a snow cone shack. They do sell snow cones at The Rockies games and at the Rodeo, but for an arm and leg. I want a snow cone shack for a song and a dance just around the corner. When I was pregnant with Paul snow cones were my #1 craving, and we'd have to go to a Baseball game in order to get one.

So, at the beginning of this summer Paul and I took a trip to Boise and every day we were there we had a snow cone. (I forgot my camera while we were there and that's why there isn't a post before now) My favorite shack in Boise sold flower looking cup holders for kids, and they work great for keeping spills down. Anyway, here is a picture and a video of Paul trying to get the last few drops of his snow cone from his cup to his mouth. On the trip we took to Boise last week the shacks were closed for the winter. :(

Paul's 2 Year Portraits

Nonfat Dry Milk

We have a cupboard in our dining room that we hold food in because we don't have enough cabinets in our kitchen. So Paul will often go shopping in the cupboard, not to say it would be any different if it was located in the kitchen cabinets, but he frequently finds items from the cupboard and will come and find me. His three favorite things to bring me out of the cupboard are Grits, Nonfat Dry Milk, and Chicken Bouillon. For some reason the packaging on these products always seem to catch his eye and he wants whatever is inside. So the other day instead of trying to convince Paul for the hundredth time that he won't like the Nonfat Dry Milk if I open it, I just gave him some to hopefully get him to stop asking for it. The only problem is, is that he liked it! He was asking for more! On the upside, if we ever have to live off of food storage items I know that Paul will at least eat the Dry Milk. I am looking forward to the next time he asks me for the Chicken Bouillon...

Water World

So this is our last trip to Water World this summer. I finally remembered to take our camera. Paul loves the kiddy sections. They have quite a bit for younger kids there. Paul can go on a number of the adult tube rides as well. I have loved this summer not having to go to camp, and having Pat home for most evenings. I am sad that it is almost over. I still have a couple months before the snow to enjoy the fabulous fall weather.

Nothing Much

I haven't taken any pictures in a couple weeks, and nothing new has happened. I feel bad if I let my blog go too long without an update, so here are a few insignificant events to share:

The carpet cleaners came last week to our upstairs neighbors (the smoking ones that I referred to in the previous post). I can only assume they just signed another year lease because they didn't move out. Thanks for all the optomistic vibes though.

I rearranged Paul's bedroom and set-up the baby's changing table. I am hoping that the transition of having a roomate will go smoothly for Paul. I am nervous about it.

The Democratic National Convention is here in town this week. The crazies come out of the woodwork for things like this. I thought it was interesting that Denver gave all the downtown bums free passes to a day spa, the movie theaters, and the museums around town to temporarily get them off the streets. I am glad to see our tax dollars in good use (with a large amount of sarcasm).

Rain Storm

We had a torrential rain storm come through tonight. It was enjoyable to watch. We have a plastic tarp stapled to the roof of our patio because our upstairs neighbors don't bother to use an ash tray or a trash can. We occasionally get a cigarette butt when it melts itself through the plastic, but a vast improvement from before. Anyway, so we were sitting on our ottoman in the doorway of our patio with the door open listening and watching the rain. Paul got bored and started opening and closing the sliding door. All of a sudden the wind changed and a few gallons of water pooled instantly on the tarp and burst through, along with butts and ashes, and it covered the sliding door. We sat there with our eyebrows raised thanking a higher power for the door being closed. That was a close call. It is a running joke that Secret Santa will deliver an ash tray and trash can upstairs for Christmas. I wish they'd move instead though because I don't like confrontation.

The storm lasted for about an hour, during which Pat took Paul out in it to go look around. They discovered a lake between our apartments. The pit the water was pooling in was designed for overflow, but I couldn't imagine what it would look like in use until now. Here are a couple videos. The first is of the lake during the rain storm and the second is a video I took of Paul and Pat a couple months ago playing in the same pit (just so you get a little idea of how deep the water is.)




Crazy, huh?

Heat Wave

We had a heat wave hit Denver last week. It was too hot for me to go outside, but Paul didn't seem to care. He hung out in his diaper playing in the kitchen sink or out on the patio playing in a tub of water. I didn't want to leave the air conditioning.



Paul found a fun use for the bottle scrubber. I thought it was pretty clever of him.

Makeup Fetish

Paul has always enjoyed getting into my makeup. Ever since he has been able to climb on top of the toilet my makeup has been in jeopardy. I found Paul making himself at home putting on my makeup once again. I hope he grows out of it. :)

Summer Days

We went to the zoo last week with a couple of Paul's and my favorite people, Lily and Tracy. It was too hot for a couple of pregnant ladies, but the kids sure had a good time together. The must sees always include the elephants and monkeys, but when we got home and told dad about our day Paul remembered the snakes.

Lily and Paul enjoying the elephants.

He's no longer our cute baby. He sure makes a cute kid though. We'll keep him.

Paul petting a turtle.

This summer has been really nice with Patrick around more often and not being at camp. We've been to Water World several times. As I get further along in the pregnancy I have been able to see the progression of my abilty to be out in the sun decrease gradually. On our last visit to Water World I over did myself by quite a bit. The summer sure has gone by fast. Pat only has one more week of summer and then school starts up and the busy season begins.

Patrick had an interview at work that went very well, and we are hoping for a promotion here soon. We are undecided whether to stay in Denver for another couple of years or take a transfer to a different city. It is difficult for us to afford a home here so we probably won't make Denver our hometown, but we'll see what the future brings. There is a training Patrick needs to attend the week before I am due. It is not our most favorite timing, but my mom is coming to stay with me... just in case. We have a scheduled c-section for a couple days after Patrick gets back. Most people would like to deliver a week or two early, but in this situation I hope the kiddo stays put until the end.

Tiny Town

We visited Tiny Town on Saturday. It is a park in the mountains that has little buildings to look at and some you can play in. Paul loved the rocks on the playground. I hated those rocks growing up because all the school playgrounds had them and it was hard to run on. All the parks these days have that fancy rubber turf. Paul didn't seem to mind the rocks and much as I did as a kid.

There was a miniature train you could ride that circled the park. Paul loved that part! When we rode it I thought he would have gotten more excited, but it was like he was in awe. He was speechless. So, I am not quite sure what he thought about the ride, but he sure did enjoy watching it chug around the park. There was fire truck there also and the kids could put a building on fire out with the hose. I thought that was cool. Can I have a turn?

Grandma and Grandpa's Visit

Pat's parents came to Denver for a visit. It was fun to have them here. It is always nice spending time with family. Their one request was to visit the Mint, but it was unfortunately closed for the July 4th weekend. Instead, we went to Boulder and Rocky Mountain National Park one day and Garden of the Gods the next. We got lost on the way to Seven Falls so we went shopping at an outlet mall instead. We had to take them to Casa Bonita (a Mexican restaurant known for its live entertainment, not for its food) for the complete Denver experience. Bill and Jan we loved having you here!

Pat and Paul enjoying the chipmunks at Bear Lake.

Paul playing in a stream off the trail that circles Bear Lake. He loves to splash in puddles.

Snow in July!

Garden on the Gods
We didn't get too many pleasant 'peopled' pictures because it was so hot. Paul wore himself out running around which is always nice. He enjoyed the open space.

Grandma and Paul picking flowers.

The gang in front of Casa Bonita.

Mini Golf

Here by popular demand is a picture of my pregnant self. I am only half way so you can imagine what a whale I will be in 4 months. :) And after looking at this picture of myself, I have concluded I could use a few days in a swim suit to work on my upper arm tan.



We finally made it miniture golfing on our third attempt. I had more fun laughing at Paul's expense than actually golfing. We had a really good time. We think Paul should go pro; what do you think?

Happy 2nd!

Happy Birthday Paul! As I was reminiscing the past two years and what a energizer bunny Paul has been I couldn't help but get a little overwhelmed with the next two years. It is amazing how much development occurs in such a relatively short period of time. Paul is starting to talk quite a bit. Unfortunately, I can't always understand what he is trying to tell me and frustration follows. I think that is part of the term terrible twos. The other day in the car Paul was trying to tell Pat and I something and he kept saying the same phrases over and over. We tried to decipher it, when finally I turned around so I could try and read some body language. There was a caterpillar on the car window that he thought was pretty cool. He was telling us all about it.

Paul loves trains and so we made him a choo choo cake. The first thing he said when he saw it was, "truck." :( I was a little disappointed, but I've recovered. Paul got quite a bit for his birthday from us and relatives. He's one lucky kido.

Paul's favorite part of the Mr. Potato Head was a piece that made him stick out his tongue. He thought that was pretty funny.

For Paul's birthday we were planning on taking him miniture golfing, but when we got to the course it started raining. We settled for Chuck E Cheese instead.

Cashing in our tickets. Paul can recognize a sucker a mile away.

Paul left one happy camper from Chuck E Cheese's. We love you Paul, and we are so glad you are part of our family.

And The Verdict Is...

It's a boy! The doctor's visit with Paul there was a fiasco, but the good news is that everything appears to be normal and healthy with our little boy. I am sure Paul will be delighted to have a brother. So all of you who speculated that it was a girl because at the beginning of the pregnancy I felt great for so long (different from Paul), and then all of you who speculated it was a girl because when my sickness did come it was much worse and lasted much longer than Paul; I will never depend on your speculations ever again. :) We are very excited to have a healthy baby boy on the way though. Now for the hard part, trying to pick a name.