Today was the big day; the one Jack has been waiting for ever since Lincoln and Daniel's birthdays. He'd been saying for a week or two that he wanted to launch model rockets for his birthday. We remembered that we built a water rocket last summer and stored it in the garage. It was a great substitute, maybe even better than a real model rocket because he got to launch it over and over again.
Here he is, in command of one of his launches:
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Monday, March 19, 2012
Fire station field trip
We're part of a little homeschool group that gets together for PE and field trips.
Today we saw went to the fire station to learn about fire safety and look at the fire trucks up close.
The boys have been looking forward to this trip for weeks. I may or may not have used a little fireman manipulation to get Jack to cooperate lately ("firefighters are gentle/eat all their breakfasts/flush the potty/etc.). It may or may not have been ridiculously effective.
Lincoln got to try on the firefighters clothes-- he thought it was really heavy and hot.
Today we saw went to the fire station to learn about fire safety and look at the fire trucks up close.
The boys have been looking forward to this trip for weeks. I may or may not have used a little fireman manipulation to get Jack to cooperate lately ("firefighters are gentle/eat all their breakfasts/flush the potty/etc.). It may or may not have been ridiculously effective.
Lincoln got to try on the firefighters clothes-- he thought it was really heavy and hot.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
And he's off...
We dropped Ben off at the MTC this afternoon. It's going to be a strange two years knowing he's just over the mountain and we can't see him. But seriously, the Salt Lake City South Mission just got a great missionary
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Jack's already asked "Where's Uncle Ben?" about 20 times.
We are going to miss him like crazy.
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Jack's already asked "Where's Uncle Ben?" about 20 times.
We are going to miss him like crazy.
Caught...
...red handed...er...white-faced.
Somebody's got a bit of a thing for flour.
The kid wouldn't take a bite of my apple pie, but he's all over my flour. Flour? Really?
I don't get it.
Somebody's got a bit of a thing for flour.
The kid wouldn't take a bite of my apple pie, but he's all over my flour. Flour? Really?
I don't get it.
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