Todd's Tatler

Today's fun activity comes with a special thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Harper for providing the box!

But his second time on the swings was just like the first...




Oh well, maybe next time!

For the past several days, I have been doing nothing but cleaning and organizing the deepest, darkest, and scariest recesses of our apartment. And Caleb is sick of it. SO! I pulled out the old shower curtain, whipped up a batch of lemon lime Kool-aid playdough, and...well, Caleb wasn't that impressed. But this is the best smelling playdough I've ever worked with! I found the recipe at http://babyparenting.about.com/cs/activities/a/playdough.htm

Caleb likes to run his food-covered fingers through his hair during each meal. Consequently, I thought it was time for a hairdo that was more washable. I held him, and Todd buzzed. Sure...there was a little screaming, but the after picture proves there is no lasting trauma from the experience.

My friend Courtney always holds a little party for the Kentucky Derby. This year, I decided to make my own hat out of a dollar store hawaiian straw hat and some ribbon. With a little work, it turned out alright (if I do say so myself). We had a grand old time picking our horses - Caleb's horse, Dublin, came in 7th...my pick, Discreetly Mine, came in 13th :( - eating Derby pie (SO GOOD! Like a soft chocolate chip cookie in a pie crust), and hanging out with the girls. I think the picture clearly shows that Caleb started to get a little tired of the girly attention by the time we were ready to leave...

We woke up to 4 inches of snow on the back porch...thankfully, most of it melted by the end of the day.


Before General Conference started, we enjoyed our Easter festivities. Caleb loved the basket left by the Easter bunny - especially the marshmallows. We discovered that he only needs two to get a solid sugar buzz...


Then we had our egg rolling contest. It's a tradition that I grew up with - everyone sits in a circle and rolls their carefully hand-selected egg toward the center. Players are eliminated from the competition if their egg cracks when it smacks into the other eggs. Todd was out first, and then me. Who knew our one year old had such a good eye for a sturdy eggshell!