John David got to ride his bicycle around camp, go swimming, roast marshmallows, and play with a cat that lived under the cabin next to us.
Here are some memorable moments:
1. John David asking me if he could ride his bike down the steps of our cabin. After saying "no, that's dangerous," and hooking Rex up to nurse, out of the corner of my eye I saw him do it anyway. BAM! He flewover his bike headfirst as soon as he hit the gravel at the bottom. Good thing he was wearing his helmet. The bike landed on top of him. Luckily, the only thing he injured was his lip. It swelled up pretty good but he was okay after an ice pack and some hugs & kisses.
2. John David jumping off the dock. He's always been a little afraid of water. He was hesitant at first but eventually agreed to jump off the dock holding Daddy's hand. Then he did it with Mommy. Before our 3 night trip was over, he was RUNNING down the dock by HIMSELF and jumping out as far as he could, shouting, "CANNONBALL!!"
3. Rex LOVES the water. He's our little fishy. For as cautious and hesitant as John David is, Rex is the total opposite. He could drown himself while sporting a huge smile. He crawls into the water and doesn't seem to notice (or care) when it goes up around his mouth & nose. He will leap out of Daddy's arms to "swim" to Mommy or vice versa. He does not like to float in his baby raft (a ring with crotch support to hold him in). He wanted out! He would bend forward so far that he would tip the raft and dump himself headfirst into the water. So much for that.
4. Lately John David has been singing that Taylor Swift song, "Mean" to himself. He must relate to the lyrics. The part he sings is, "You don't know what you don't know. Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me but all you're ever gonna be is mean. Why you gotta be so mean?" I have him singing it on video on my phone, I need to figure out how to put it up on this blog.
The day after we returned home from WV, we took the kids to Idlewild. There were a tons of bees swarming around anything and everything with sugar in it. People eating ice cream, drinking coke, even kettle corn! Sugar is sugar though. During lunch, we had to move tables several times because there were just so many bees flying around us and we couldn't enjoy our food. Rex smeared jam on his shirt and I figured that was flirting with disaster. Eventually, we had to just get up and walk with our food........
So you know where this is going, right? Later in the day, John David took a drink of Daddy's coke (diet, nonetheless!) and let out a blood curdling scream. I knew from experience that he only screams like that when he's been stung. He was pointing at his tongue and I couldn't figure out how a bee just flew into his mouth but then David looked down and a hornet or wasp (not a bee though) was crawling OUT of the straw! (The straw was black). Poor pumpkin! He started drooling profusely and his tongue swelled up---not terribly---but enough so that he talked with a lisp. Several hours later during dinner at Texas Roadhouse, he started crying again, saying his tongue hurt. :(
As far as Idlewild goes, John David LOVES rollercoasters. He's getting tall enough for the bigger kid rides (as long as he's with an adult) and he puts his hands up in the air and laughs and laughs.
This is totally off topic but I've meant to mention how sassy John David has been getting. He had timeout during our camping trip for something (I forget what for) and while he was sitting in timeout he said, "I'm not in timeout. I'm just sitting here because I want to."
Oh boy.
At some point, I complained about how hot I felt, and said, "I feel like I'm melting.....Like a snowman!" Later in the day, John David got mad at me for something and said, "I'm gonna melt you like a snowman!" Wow, he's getting good---personalizing his insults!
Here are a list of more things he's said to me:
"Mom, I'm gonna FLUSH you down the TOILET!"
"Mom, I'm gonna throw you in the bushes, you big banana."
"Mom, I'm gonna put YOU in TIMEOUT." (Okay, does that mean I can just sit here for 34 minutes in PEACE and QUIET without anyone talking to me!?!?)
"You're killing me Mom, you're killing me." (He learned this phrase from Daddy).
My mom always wished I'd get a kid as sassy as me and it looks like she's getting her wish. :)
Anywho, here are some recent pics:
Me.
Here's the cat. Several times since leaving John David has asked, "Where's my cat?"
Off to ride his bike again. Other kids in the park were amazed to see such a little boy riding a pedal bike. They would say, "Look at that little boy! He's so little! And no training wheels!" John David would take this as an insult and say, "I'm NOT little! I'M BIG. Right Mom?"
He gets very hurt and offended when other kids and adults call him little. He will cuddle up to me and say, "I'm a big boy. I'm not little. 'Cause I'M big. 'Cause I'm 3! I'm big and tall."
