Hangin' with Gammie

Literally!

I've really been slacking

I'm so far behind on posting, I should be ashamed. I don't think I'll ever catch up... it's just so much easier to post pictures to Facebook, than it is to Blogger. But I know that some of the few who check this blog don't HAVE Facebook, so I should at least keep up a little bit. My apologies.

And on with the show!

Three times now, I've taken the boys to Kentucky Gymnastics Academy for their "Open Gym". For $5, each, the boys can run amok all over the gym and jump, bounce, swing and generally go as wild as they like, for an hour. And there are virtually no rules. (Take off your shoes, put the car back when you're finished with a ride, and no balls on the trampolines.)

The boys love it!

We always meet my friend Jenny and her daughters there. Sadie is now taking gymnastics classes, she enjoys it all so much!

In the back of the gym, there's a really long trampoline for running, jumping, etc., and then crashing into the foam pad at the end.



Action shot of Sadie. Don't know who Glenn was laughing at, but it's highly likely that he was just laughing in general.


There are several balance beams
And the bars. I don't know the technical name...
More trampoline running
Sean usually gets in the foam pit at least once
aaaaaand back to the trampoline

This is the first time Glenn got the hang of the hoops. (No pun intended.)

Sadie climbing the rock wall
and coming off the hill in the previously-mentioned car
Glenn doing the same thing

and one more time!

Does it get any better?

Catching up - Sean's birthday

I'm annoyed by how far behind I am in posting pics... my only consolation is that so few people check this thing on a regular basis, there's probably nobody who notices...

Sean's first birthday cake






Party #1 with the Kellers






Sean liked Simon's bike

Partying wears a boy out!
Playing with the new big toy after a nice car nap

Party #2 was at Lisa's


Glenn running around outside like a maniac ... as usual.

The Naked Chef

So, after I give both boys a bath, Glenn (who likes to air-dry) and I go into the kitchen - me to further fuel my Diet Dr. Pepper addiction, and Glenn for who knows what. I ask said boy, "Whatcha need?" He says, "Something from the frigerader." Ok.

He opens the frigerader and says, "I need some eggs."
Me "You want to eat some eggs?"
G "I need to crack dem."
Me "If you crack them, I cook them. Are you sure you want to eat eggs?"

After making certain that he will EAT the eggs (the last 2 times he asked for eggs, he decided he didn't want them after they were done), we take the carton to the counter and I get a bowl out of the cabinet. He proceeds to 'help' crack them. Then he says, "I need to misk them" and I hand him a whisk. Glenn begins to misk the eggs and I yell to Scott that he has got to get the camera & get a picture of this...



And yes, he did eat the eggs. Go figure.