Weekend Wrap up

Steve has been working all weekend, so he's exhausted.  I looked over at him sitting there at about 7:30 yesterday evening and this is what I saw:

Tired Daddy

Wm had crawled onto his lap and Steve was out like a light.

Meanwhile, Wm has been having the weekend of his life.  He had a GREAT time at Boo at the Zoo last night with his friend.  Steve, however, had a mini-panic attack.  I dropped Wm off at his friend's at 3:00 and Steve arrived home around 5.  So then about an hour later, Steve is all, "how well do we really know these people?!!?"  Then, "what do we do if they don't bring him back?!!?"  When these totally normal people (actually above average nice and normal people) brought Wm back at 7, Steve was very relieved.  He's a worrier, that Steve.

Wm and I had a busy day, which included Wm "helping" me grocery shop and "helping" me make cookies for his lunch (which was troublesome because I had to find a way to sneak the pureed carrot and flax seeds in there without him noticing).  We also went to the park with friends and found out that the Mommy has a baby in her belly.  Wm was very excited to share that his Aunt Jess also has a baby in her belly!  Then, once Steve arrived home, we ran to Target and found great ears:

I love this picture so much.

Glad to be done with work!

While Wm and I were snuggling lazily in bed this morning, he says, "I can hear your heart beating!"  I asked, "is it going 'thump thump thump'?" And Wm says, "no, it's saying, 'I love Wm, I love Wm, I love Wm."  Then he paused and goes, "Daddy's says, "I love sports, I love sports, I love sports."

Play Date Hilarity

So many awesome conversations overheard during all day play date today!  Here are my two favs...

#1 - Taking The Boys to Graffiti Burger for lunch.
Friend: Are there toys here?
Wm: No.  Only restaurants trying to trick you into eating bad foods give you toys.
Friend: Well, my mom said it's OK to go once a month.
Wm: Hmmmm...no.

#2 - Riding home from seeing Hotel Transylvania and passing graveyard.
Wm: If you die while you are in the army, they put a "t" on your grave.
Me: That's actually a cross, Wm.
Wm: Oh. [whispered to friend] I don't know what that is.
Friend: Me either.  I am going to join the army!
Wm: No you're not.  It's much too dangerous.
Friend: Yeah.  My mom won't let me anyway.

And, dude, I SWEAR TO GOD, Wm said word-for-word "it's much too dangerous."  I nearly ran off the road.  HILARIOUS.

Picture Day!

Today is picture day at school and I couldn't resist snapping a shot of Wm before he left.  He looked SO CUTE.  Like a tiny, disheveled hipster.  I love the coordinating/clashing prints and his askew tie along with wrinkly jeans and slept on rooster hair.  I only wish I could have paired this with some Chuck Taylors and all he'd need is an ironic mustache and a fixed gear bike.

Wm liked Legos before it was cool.

Wm is beside himself with glee. Tomorrow is a teacher in-service day, so I took the day off.  We are having one of his friends over all day because his parents have to go to work.  I told Wm I'd take them to see Hotel Transylvania and to the playground.  Then, he is going to Boo at the Zoo Saturday with his BFF and his dad.  He can hardly contain himself!

Opposite Day

Wm: It's opposite day.
Me: Oh, really?
Wm: Yeah, at lunch today I was saying, "I love Romney!" Because it's opposite day.
Me: HAHA!  That is awesome!
Wm: My whole lunch table was saying it.  For opposite day.
Me: Really? A bunch of Obama lovers, eh?
Wm: Yes.  I love Obama.
Me: This is my greatest success as a parent, Wm.

Wm was also invited to go to Boo at the Zoo with a friend this weekend.  He is PUMPED.  As am I.  Steve works all weekend, so this will be a nice break for me.  Especially since I volunteered to watch a friend of Wm's all day Friday while school is closed.  Mama needs some quiet time.

Big Wheels

I have been telling Steve ever since that horrible winter we had two years ago that Perwinkle Dinkle, my beloved toy-sized car, did not handle the snow well.  I think Steve assumed it was mostly due to poor driving (a safe assumption, really).  But then he drove it once in just a bit of snow and came home ranting all around screaming, "THAT CAR IS A DEATH TRAP!" and "IT'S A TIN CAN!"  So, we knew before this winter that a new car was needed - we got lucky last year with the mild winter, but figured we couldn't get so lucky twice.  

I found a used Subaru Forester online - it was certified, only a couple years old, was tripped out with every available option, and at a pretty good price.  The only problem (for Steve): it was white.  Steve does NOT like white cars and was evil about going to see it.  But, I finally convinced him to take a look.  I was jazzed.  So I did a bunch of internet research about how to negotiate, even what to wear when buying a car.  I plotted a good cop-bad cop routine with Steve (I was good cop, of course). It was on like donkey kong.

We drove out to test drive it this afternoon. Aaaand, then we got there and everything went to hell.  I panicked, did the exact opposite of every negotiation tactic I read about. Meanwhile, the dealer did just about everything the sites said they would - only we responded in the exact opposite way good negotiators should.  Eventually, Wm saved the day.  He was exhausted and cranky, we were tired, and we were all, "we're just going home...good day, sir."  That got them all stirred up and we finally got to where we wanted to be.  So, to be a master negotiator, all you need is a very tired, very crabby 6 year old!  I even talked them into throwing in an extended warranty!  Steve is still a bit bitchy about the white car.  But, Wm has named it "Ghost" and thinks it is the best thing ever.  He has SO MUCH more room to hang out in the back seat! We are going to haul stuff.  I'm not sure what yet.  But, there will be HAULING.  In the SNOW!

"Ghostie" as Wm affectionately calls her.

Wooooo!  So fancy! Heated leather seats!  Whaaaaat?

This is what sold Wm.  The "ceiling window." He couldn't believe it.

COSI

As promised, we took Wm to COSI today to see the big Lego exhibit.  It was REAL disappointing.  But, luckily, COSI is filled with awesome stuff, so Wm had the time of his life.  He kept saying "COSI is SO FUN!"  He went with his summer camp, but he told us he especially liked going with the family because it meant he got to do whatever he wanted to do for as long as he wanted to do it.

Wm's "go-go juice" pre-COSI.

Steve in the wind machine.  Not worth $2.

Explaining pay phones to Wm made me feel old. (This was in the "old timey" village.)

Wm pulling his body weight up with a pulley

Lego knight

Pumpkin Patch

We took Wm to the "fall jamboree" at Smith Farms this afternoon.  It was the perfect day for it - near 70 and super sunny!  Sadly, the actual jamboree was sort of a letdown.  But the Smith Farms store had lots of great stuff and made it totally worth the trip. We left with more pumpkins, fudge, buckeyes, and candy corn. We are taking Wm to the Lego exhibit at COSI tomorrow, so there will probably be more awesome pics of that.  Here are today's lot:

Buried in straw

Over 4 1/2 fee tall!

APPLES!

Biggest pumpkin ever

Steve picking free turnips

Corn maze.  Wm navigated it perfectly!

More fun in the straw

Wm picking out his pumpkin

Not pleased with the white one

I was talking on the phone with Suzanne and when I got off, Wm goes, "who was that?" I go, "Joe."  Wm asks, "who is Joe?" so I go, "JOE MAMA!!!" And Wm says, "I don't know him." HAHAHA!  (Fun Fact: Every time the phone rang when I was in high school, I had this same conversation with mom - and, without fail, she would ask "Joe who?" EVERY time.  It was awesome.)