Nothing exciting to report around this household, unless you count the cool front that brought the temps into the high 80s for a couple of days. Mike is still in training for his November marathon, so he ran 19 miles on Saturday morning. I took Tate to one of his friends' birthday parties at a children's museum and afterwards felt like I had run a marathon.
Lily, Turner, and Tate in the fire truck
Tate, Birthday Boy Andrew, Turner, and Lily in the toddler climbing and Velcro wall exhibit
Andrew, Turner, and Tate have been the Three Musketeers at school. Hopefully Andrew's mom will post a cute picture of them on Facebook. I couldn't capture one of all three of them smiling (i.e. they are BUSY), but they all sat together to "help" Andrew open gifts. Tate might or might not have tried to steal borrow one said gift.
Power was out on Saturday afternoon for a lot of the town, so we invited the Peacocks over to watch football and eat pizza at our house because we never lost power. This is what happens to a darling cheerleader when she comes to play at house with only boys ;)
Finally, for the grandparents... here is Cole playing "Little Indian Lance"
When I told him I wanted to video him while he practiced this song, he said, "I will NOT give autographs." Um... you're pretty good at piano for a six year old, but I'm pretty sure Mimi and Baca are the only ones who'll be asking for your signature, son.
Love him. :)
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