Showing posts with label Riley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Riley. Show all posts

Saturday, March 06, 2010

Christmas 2009

Christmas Eve was spent at Grandma & Grandpa Burnham's house where the grandkids acted out the nativity story. Riley was Joseph, and Nicholas was a wise man.

The ensemble cast sans Sadie (who was a sheep), from L to R, Emma (as the angel), Riley, Ashley (as Mary), Athen (as a shepherd) , Nicholas, Carly (as a sheep) and Brayden (as a wiseman).

Christmas day was especially nice because it's the first time since we've been married that both Jim and I had Christmas morning off. We don't anticipate that happening again for a while.

We got Lulu for Nicholas in hopes that he would quit "abusing" the cats. He loves them so much, but love coming from an almost 2 year old doesn't translate well. Lulu will purr, meow, and move, so we were hoping he would start loving this cat instead of the others, mainly Feets.


It's been a few months since our Lulu addition, and while Nicholas does love her and will bring her to us to turn her on, he still loves Feets just as much as before. Thankfully, Feets handles his love pretty well.

I remember Lulu looking a lot less real in the store

This next video is for my mom, however, everyone is invited to watch it. Here's the story behind it. A month or so before Christmas, the boys and myself had lunch with my mom, Heidi and her kids at The Rainforest Cafe, which I highly recommend. However, the menu at the downtown Disney store is different than the one in Ontario, which is the one we went to (and the menu I prefer). The boys loved it. On our way out, Riley wanted my mom to buy him a small crocodile toy for more money than it was worth. She didn't, because if she buys one, then she has to buy one all the grandkids present (equal grandparenting). For the next month he asked about the crocodile. Later my mom was at a store, probably Target, and found this big crocodile for less money than the small one at the restaurant and gave it to Riley for Christmas. Here he is opening the gift.


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Birthday Fun

Riley has been telling us for a while now that he wants to go bowling. He's also been telling us that he wants to go back to the miniature golf course. So, for his birthday, we told him he could pick anything he wanted to do for his birthday. Riley decided to go bowling. Stephanie and Brayden accompanied us, which was a lot of fun.

After getting our shoes on, we had to hunt for a 6 lb ball. The boys tried bowling the regular way, which was still a little hard, so, we got these ramps to roll the balls down for the boys. They had a lot of fun doing this.


Though, I'm not sure if they had more fun bowling or watching the ball come back up the shute.


The boys did pretty well with the bumpers. At one point Riley had the high score...


...not to mention a spare.


Wanting to give them the whole bowling experience, we bought them overpriced burgers and an icee. That evening, Grandma and Grandpa Simpson came over and we enjoyed cake and presents. Happy Birthday Riley! You're such a big boy!

Saturday, December 05, 2009

The Pumpkin Patch

Even though we went to a pumpkin patch with Riley's preschool class, and he got a small pumpkin there, we wanted to take the boys to a pumpkin patch where they could pick out a big pumpkin to carve with Jim. Riley found his perfect pumpkin.





And so did Nicholas...or so he thought. He kept trying again and again to pick it up (but never let go of his car while he was trying).


He finally moved on to a pumpkin more his size.



We took pictures on the BIG pumpkins.




After we picked picked our pumpkins, we took a tractor ride. It was really windy that day and pretty cold too.



The tractor ride went through the strawberry fields.


enjoying the scenery





Tuesday, December 01, 2009

The Painted Pony

I'm doing a great job of taking my camera with me everywhere I go. The problem is finding time to download and edit the pictures, and then write a post. So, here's is the cliff notes version of some things we did in October.
Riley had his first field trip for his preschool. We went to The Painted Pony. It's a small farm with animals and a pumpkin patch. First, we got to hold some baby chicks that were a week old. At first Riley would only pet them while Jim and I were holding one. Then he would hold one as long as we were right next to him.

By the end of the day, he was picking them up and putting them down all by himself.

Next they all got to pick a pumpkin.


They got to feed the animals, then they let the animals out to run around. Nicholas loved chasing the goats.

Then we gathered together and ate some yummy apples...




and homemade muffins.


and took a few pictures with the tractor.


They had this old bathtub filled with flowers that I thought was really cool.


It was a lot of fun packed into a couple of hours and made for a perfect day trip. I'd highly recommend it if you're in the neighborhood.
More October cliff notes to follow.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Wanna snitch?

Riley said he wanted "a snitch". A snitch? Yes, and he had already gotten everything out and lined them up on the counter. Ohhh, a sandwich! Well, Riley, I don't think these will taste very well together. "Yes, they will," he insisted. I tried the entire time to at least forgo the jelly, but he insisted.

This picture makes me want to throw up. I almost left it out, but without it, you don't really know for sure that I put everything on his sandwich that he wanted. Absolutely disgusting!

But he didn't seem to mind one bit. He ate the entire thing and has had several since. I wonder if he'll remember eating this combination as a kid when he gets older or wonder if and when he'll realize that jelly doesn't taste very good with mayo and mustard.




Sunday, October 11, 2009

Golf N' Stuff

We have a miniature golf course in town. You can see the windmill and the castle from the freeway and Riley loves pointing them out as we pass by. We thought it might be fun to take him there. Jim and I always have a friendly bet when we play miniature golf, and it took playing two holes before we realized that it was going to be impossible for us to keep score. After I hit my ball at the first hole, Nicholas ran down the green, picked up my ball and brought it back. At the second hole, all it took was Jim just placing his ball down on the black mat for Nicholas to quickly pick it up and run with it down the green.

Jim showed Riley how to hold the golf club, but after doing this once, he remembered when he was a kid, his dad would do this, and Jim would get mad, and want to do it his own way, so after that, he let Riley hold his club any way he wanted. After all, he wanted this to be fun for him.

After these first two holes, we let the kids do whatever they wanted with the balls and clubs, within reason of course. For Riley, he'd started off each hole correctly, but after a few swings, resorted to basketball and would finish throwing the ball down the green. Then a few times he even switched to soccer, and tried to kick the ball in the hole. For Nicholas, he was mostly content running after the ball, picking it up and then placing it in the hole.


A few times Nicholas would make an attempt at swinging the club.

It looks like he might actually hit the ball in this picture, but he didn't. He got frustrated, gave Jim the club, picked up both the white ball and another ball you can't see, and placed them in the hole.

They both loved the holes like the one below, where you dropped the ball at the top...


...and then ran somewhere else to see the ball come out of the hole.

There were a few times that Riley actually hit the ball in the hole with his club. This is not one of those instances, but he started to throw his hands in the air and cheer when the ball went in.




another one of their favorite holes
After our round of golf, we played a few games.

The outing ended for some the way it always does. So exhausted from a busy day that it was hard to keep our eyes open during the ride home. (I referance Nicholas, but I am also refering to Jim and myself).

We were thinking ahead and knew Nicholas would want his own ball, so we brought him his own from home to use. We were betting on him loosing it there and we're actually surprised it made it home with us.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

photo shoot

I've been working on my own boys tie pattern and after finalizing one of the sizes, wanted to take some pictures of Riley in one....He didn't


Sunday, September 13, 2009

Preschool

Riley had his first day of preschool. He really enjoys it! And Nicholas loves that he has the run of the house and can play with any of Riley's toys and he can't do a thing about it!

Riley insisted that his kitty was in the picture

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Pretty

This happened (and would only happen) while I was at work. Riley got into my make-up.





Monday, August 10, 2009

Being like a rabbit...

...was what he told me, when I asked why he wrote on his face.

and yes, he has matching "whiskers" on his other cheek

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Life with my boys

You know how you start to get suspicious that your kids are up to something when it's just a little too quiet in the house? I wish I had that excuse. I'm always so happy to I hear them playing together, especially when I'm not in the room to enforce sharing. This time, I heard little whispers and giggles, apparently, about the mess they we're creating. Walking into the loft, I noticed that one of my ribbon drawers was open. Nothing to be concerned about, because the boys like to take my ribbon out and wind it up the lamp pole or something. A little closer, and I notice it's empty.


Where'd it go? I ask Riley. He says he doesn't know. I told him he needs to help me find it and he gives me a cheery "okay" and bounces down the stairs. That's when I got suspicious. Starting to follow him, I stop halfway realizing he's going into the living room,. I go back to the loft and peer down into the living room from the loft.


A little upset, but it could have been worse. I actually think it's a little funny. As I cross the loft, to head downstairs, I notice my pin magnet is empty.


My thoughts race as I envision all my little pins scattered among the living room, hiding in the crevices of the couch. I run downstairs, and step on something. I'll clean up whatever that was later. I have more important things to do right now. Then as I get into the living room I turn back around, and notice a dining room floor full of shiny pins. The dining room floor, that I just crossed. is full of pins. 87 to be exact and what was it I stepped on? A pin that was sticking straight up from the floor. I'm just grateful it was sharp side down.