I meant to post about Father's Day.  But then I forgot.  The kids obliged me in the morning by playing by themselves for QUITE a while.  Here you see Cecilia clad in a diaper and her new shoes, engrossed in the dust cover of a book.

And John Paul needed nothing more than a stopwatch to entertain himself!

Which was perfect, because it took a while to make Dad breakfast in bed (even if he came downstairs before it was ready, so he ate it at the table...)!

A present from Aunt Sister

A map of the United States.  Which the kids are both IN LOVE with.  John Paul likes to listen to his "Wee Sing America" CD and march, run, or dance around the United States (depending on the song).

It can get rather frantic.  Cecilia likes to spin around the map until she gets dizzy and falls down.  She told me the other day, with a huge grin on her face, "Gee-ya BINAMEWICA!"  (Cecilia is spinning around America!)

How to keep toddlers entertained

The kids spend a LOT of time staring out the window at various things going on.  But sometimes something REALLY exciting happens.  Like the dump truck comes by.  OR THE LAWNMOWER MEN COME BY!!!

The yardwork guys always look confused when they see the kids watching them as though their job is the MOST amazing thing in the world.  But honestly, it IS the most amazing thing in the world when you're 1 or 2!  And I certainly don't mind them staying by the door for 20 minutes, fascinated by the intricacies of cutting the grass...

"Creativity"

I know, I've been gone for a while.  But I'm pregnant!  And tired!  And my computer battery doesn't last for longer than a minute when it's unplugged, so I can't blog lying down....  So I haven't been.  But I'm feeling somewhat better, especially since Sister is visiting and has lightened my load significantly.  So hopefully I'll be able to give you a few days of posts at least...

John Paul got a new packet of "MagnifiKid" (church magazine...) in the mail and wanted to open them IMMEDIATELY!  When I wouldn't do it for him, he ran to the utensil drawer and pulled out a butter knife.

Well, that didn't work, so he grabbed the plastic scissors (completely blunt-edged) from his doctor's kit.  

Not so much.

Luckily I distracted him with something, probably an animal cracker...

Memorial Day

Watermelon in the backyard.  What's better?

John Paul ate like, 6 pieces.  Cecilia took half an hour to make it through one.

But she certainly ate it with gusto!