Which way are we going?

This is a common question whenever we go somewhere in the car. Usually the intent is on direction (east, West, North and South) but the Boy has a hard time with understanding that straight ahead is not North. The Girl also takes part in a slightly different way by pointing and saying "This Way!" She knows where she wants to go, Daddy has just learned to ignore the cuteness in attempting to get small tasks done. Recently I have come up with the best answer to all of this, "We are going this way." We are always going "this way"! So now when I get the question, "What direction are we going?" Which way are we going?", etc. I will always answer "This Way. We are always going this way." If you think about it, when I am driving and we will always be going this way because that is the way we are going. We can never go that way as that becomes this way. I am sure out there somewhere the Boy has a blog talking about how insane his Dad is and asks "Why can't he give me a straight answer?"

So Many Words

The Girl is at a stage now where her vocabulary is expanding each time I say something, which has its plus and minuses. When she can communicate what she wants or needs or is mad about it makes things a little easier, the issue is she has demanding wants, specific needs and gets mad when I don't her the wants and needs. Today she learned the word "beautiful" not sure knows what it means but knows it is something good. We also were learning a few colors with crayons and doing a little drawing, she likes me to draw circles then she drew a couple of circles herself. I think she is starting to learn that a good job means rewards as Mommy got a new pair of shoes for doing such a great a job and working so hard for her family:Granted she is a girl so I assuming the wanting shoes is part of her genes, as she constantly wants her shoes on and off all day. The issue with the Girl is that I am having a hard time finding cheap prizes whereas I can pick up Hot Wheels cars for the Boy at $1 each. Granted with her love of shoes hopefully soon she will have the same size feet as Mommy so they can share shoes and it will help save a little bit.

The Boy had his first official Cross Country meet and did very well, he was 96th out of 170 kids in his race. He has fun and enjoys so I let him do his thing as he has Charlie Brown Syndrome. He likes to run and look around not paying much attention to actually racing, Charlie Brown would start well but then he would lose focus and close those eyes and run right out of the stadium. We are having fun and that is important (even though Daddy knows he can do better if he understood it a little better but that is the Boy).

Anticipation

The Boy has his first Cross Country race coming up very soon. I am very excited as I know he is as he has wanted to race for quite a while. He even has an awesome little uniform as well. The interesting part will be to see how he handles the race as there are a large number of kids and I don't know what will happen. He is a pretty smart kid and basically runs all day but there are no rules or set courses for that. I am sure since I am the coach of the whole team and his Dad I will have a little trouble sleeping the night before just from the excitement and nervousness. He ran in one other race that I could participate with him but this will be without me. I now think I know how my parents felt before my races in high school.

What is Wrong with Williams Sonoma

I like to cook. Not just grill, but actually cook, bake and grill. I think part of it is the challenge of making things and the rest is that I really like to eat. One of my favorite stores is Williams Sonoma, the staff has literally watched my children grow up as I keep them in business. They love my kids, they always give them treats and like to see them as I get complaints when I don't come in for a while - they probably need a a new flat screen or something and need to show me the latest expensive gadget. The Girl, who loves to eat just like Daddy, does not like Williams Sonoma. I can't figure out why as it is a place they give treats, where Daddy can buy new and exciting things to make yummy food with, and they are very friendly. We get in there and she just keeps saying, "C'mon!", "Daddy go!", and pulling on my hand "DAAAAAAADDYYYYYYYY!" I am guessing her mother is paying her to keep me out of there as Mommy and the Girl really like shoes.