Aidan had his first Cub Scout Pinewood Derby on Saturday. Aidan designed and helped cut, paint, drill and polish a lot of the car. We had one maddening evening of searching for a missing axle 2 days before the race, and finally had to go to the Scout store to buy a replacement. Of course, the axle then showed up on Sunday night attached to the magnet on the back of a kitchen timer. So now we have extras for next year--which Thomas is already designing...
3rd place in the Tiger Den!
So his car goes on to a district race (yet to be determined)
Evan got his first haircut last Sunday, just a trim of the bangs.
Then we decided, it ended up making him look like a girl.
(I think it was just wispy enough to remind us of Marian's hair at this age). And I was afraid if we just cut more around the ears, it would end up looking like a mullett. So we made an appointment and got a full haircut yesterday.
He did very good, but would have done better if Brennan had kept the DVD player where Evan could see it. So he also got his first taste of a lollipop, just to keep him still. He recoiled, and then grabbed it to try it again!
So, in the space of a year, Mom and Dad's lake house has gone from this:
To this:
It is very close to being done! They are heading out to South Carolina in a few weeks to take a load of furniture and assorted stuff. Very excited to see a finished product! And exciting to see all that white stuff, too!
(In the spirit of Mom's family's mountain house, Braeburn (Scottish for 'hill' and 'stream'), they have decided to name the house Loch Lown: Scottish for 'lake' and 'calm, serene'). I don't know if it's going to be 2 words or run together into one. We'll have to see!
Time has flown and Evan is a whole year old now! He loves to climb the stairs, and is pulling up on things, but is not ready to venture into taking any steps just yet--which is fine by us! He's a pretty happy little guy who wants to play everything the other kids are playing, but is content to at least be in the same room where all the fun is going on. On a good day, he'll take one long afternoon nap, and a catnap in the evening, then go down around 9-10pm, and sleep until 7-8am. Yay! But those days are not every day, as brothers and sister's activities often dictate the schedule. He's happy with just a short nap in the carseat, but I'm not so thrilled on those days--not a lot gets done!
We headed downtown for the parade this year, which we haven't done for a couple of years.
It was great, but my favorite part was the lady standing next to us: she talked to every person who went by and got most of them to talk to her (the mayor, the sherriff) and got a lot of people to come over and shake hands with our part of the crowd ("Darth Vader--get on over here! Don't you act like you don't me!"). She tried to get all the high school kids to relax and smile ("You not from my school, but that's all right! Show some pride!" "Girl, I like that hair ribbon! I'm gonna get me one!"). She had everyone around us cracking up! She sweet-talked her way into winning some tickets to an Aeros game, and she earned them in my book! Waiting patiently for the parade to begin.
Brennan enjoyed all the fire trucks and their sirens didn't bother Evan, thank goodness. But Brennan was probably most excited about the helicopter hovering overhead.
For Uncle Ben: The MOB (Marching Owl Band)
The Shriners are always fun to watch zipping around in their cars.
Brennan wasn't too sure with the first few characters that came over to shake hands.
Two of Thomas' favorite parts of the parade--cheerleaders and beer.
The kids managed to get some prime real estate, thanks to the people we were standing next to.
Marian and Aidan's favorite part of the parade.
A high school band, getting down!
Unlike the Sponge Bob balloon, Nemo was staying afloat just fine!
Sponge Bob went down completely shortly after it passed us, and had the crowd squealing with its swaying from one side to the other, threatening to tip onto the crowd.
Brennan was most mesmerized by my favorite part: Santa Claus!
Evan is crawling full-on now, so he's gotten really good at getting into everything. Including all of the kids favorite past-times at this age: pulling books off the shelves. Lately, when we drain the water out of the bathtub, he likes to watch it until just the last second. Then he either thinks its going to suck him down the drain also or he just doesn't like the noise, and he scrambles in near-panic to back away from the drain!