You say tomato...

Carter mixes up the words for "potato" and "tomato." He knows the difference between them, but will usually call them both a tomato until we correct him. I think it's easier for him to pronounce "tomato" so he just uses that one most often. Because when he says "potato", he really enunciates it slowly. "Poe. Tay. Toe."

Last week we went on a field trip to see Toy Story 3 on Ice and I was listening to him tell my mom all about it on the phone. When he said, "And we saw the tomato heads..." I couldn't stop laughing.

Busy busy busy!

We’ve been jamming our weekends full of fun, but leaving little time for me to blog at all.  My poor food blog is also severely neglected.

A few weeks ago we met up with our friends and their little boys at Cox Farms to enjoy the FREE preview weekend.  The weather was a little warm but we still had a fabulous time.  Carter even went on one of the big slides all by himself.  He especially loved the hayride, as he’s still talking about it a few weeks later.

The next weekend, Dulles Airport was holding their annual Plane Pull.  Again, another FREE event.  Gotta love ‘em.  And, again, the weather was HOT.  But we survived and Carter enjoyed it for the most part.  He got a little crabby when we took him away from the hobby train area, but he liked seeing all the airplanes everywhere.  His favorite part was something we can do anytime we want, though.  He loved just watching the planes land.  It made his day.

The next day we took Carter to a parking garage down the street to ride his bike, since it was pretty hot outside in the sun.  His school participated in the St. Jude’s Trike-a-Thon a few weeks ago, and something clicked for him, and he finally figured out how to pedal.  He’s completely obsessed with riding his bike now.  He even insisted on wearing his bike helmet into a restaurant last weekend.  LOL

 

And finally we come to this past weekend.  My middle brother and his family came into town, as did my grandparents, because my oldest brother got married.  I adore his new wife and consider her a friend, as well as a sister.  The wedding was at 1:00 p.m., which is Carter’s naptime, so he was crabby as expected for most of the beginning of the celebration, but once the band started up, he was rocking out.  Shaking his booty like Beyonce.

   

Of course, as soon as we were on our way home, he fell asleep in the middle of talking to us.  He said, “I don’t want to go home” and as the word “home” came out of his mouth, his eyes were closed and he was immediately asleep. 

My new sister-in-law is so beautiful, isn’t she?  She looks so happy.  And uncomfortable having everyone staring at her.  But it was a great, casual, intimate wedding.  We had a wonderful time and my brother couldn’t have picked a better partner.

This coming weekend will be the best one yet…ROAD TRIP!