Summertime!

Turns out that I have been in Milwaukee for two months now. It's not Denver, but I really like it here. There is a ton of stuff to do: parks, museums, festivals, the list goes on. At first I felt really cramped in our little apartment. It has been trying to go from a nice big house to a little place but I am getting used to it. On the bright side? It takes about 7 minutes to vaccuum the entire place and about 3 minutes to mop. What makes our place really awesome is that not 20 feet outside the front door is Enderis Park. During the summer months they have a wading pool that Konrad and I go do just about every day, excepting those days that it only gets up to 65 degrees. The first few times he was a little unsure, but now he goes right in. He has made all kinds of friends over there. There is Jesse the lifeguard, Tamara, his little friend who's about 7 years old and just loves him. There's one little guy who rides his razor scooter but I am not sure of his name, anyhow, he plays with us every time we go to the park, which is 2 or 3 times a day.

Then there was the Air Show down on Lake Michigan. Konrad is totally into airplanes lately. Everytime he hears one he looks up and has to find it in the sky. Airplanes and Copters. Well, more like planes, copters, balls, tractors and trucks. That is what he is really in to right now. So, Aunt Appie, Rad and I packed up into the car and ventured to the Lake for the Airshow. We didn't know it at the time but we found a totally sweet spot. We parked and had to climb down a pretty sketchy trail in the DOUBLE Bob. That's right, I now have a double. We found a place in the shade with a great view of the planes. We only stayed for a little bit but we did get to see an F16. It was flying around doing some tricks and Rad was captivated. Then it comes up behind us, really low and was so incredibly loud. I turn around to cover Konrad's ears but he was already screaming. He jumped about 5 feet in the air. We soon had to leave but we did get some pics to remember the fun.

The Fourth of Jooooooly

Only people from out west say July like that: Jooooo-lie. I gotta say that I miss it. I especially missed the Western flair of the 4th that only Prescott does so well. You know what I am talking about... boot races, rodeos, Wranglers, ye-haws, cowboy hats and beer. Well, beer for everybody else, not me. I think this was probably the first 4th that I have not seen one single cowboy hat. It made me very, very sad.

That being said, ours was a productive day. We went to the Wauwatosa parade and watched all the horsies and zoom zooms go by. We even saw the WI Special Olympic team that my brother Joey would have loved to see. They all really liked Konrad, especially with his head painted RW&B.

Which brings me to the strange lady. I don't know what else to call her. She was painting people's heads and asked if she could paint Konrad's. She didn't really wait for an answer, so whatever, he was red, white and blue for a bit. It was just acrylic paint that is incredibly easy to wash off. The firemen thought he was so awesome and just about everybody made some comment about the kid with the painted head. I think he liked the attention.

Here's to the redneck 4th of July!!!

Nursery Boy

Hello, avid readers (Grandmas and Grandpas)! This Sunday was Rad's first "official" day in Nursery. We have been taking him for a coupla months now and one of us stayed in there with him, just because he wasn't old enough, not because he would get upset. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He LOVES nursery. Most kids cry because they are going to nursery; Rad cries when it's time to go because he wants to go. He is still having some issues with sitting still. Every time I go by and look in, some poor nursery worker is trying to get him down off of a chair, the table or the window sill.

I took these pix before church on Sunday. He was even smiling and posing for the camera. It's kinda sad, really. He is not a baby anymore. In fact, there is nothing "baby" about him anymore; he hasn't had a bottle since April, he only gets paci at bedtime and doesn't want to rock to sleep anymore. I guess that's why we'll have another one.

A Surprise For Mommie

This past Wednesday I had to run errands all morning and was thankfully able to leave Rad at home with Brian. I had to get my eyes dilated and there is nothing worse that having to deal with an 18 month old while not being able to see up close.

I got a text from Brian (from his fancy new phone to my fancy new phone) that said: "This is what you get when you leave the kids at home with daddie..." and then this picture:

To make it even funnier, Brian taught him how to rub his head, which he did for me when I got home. Sometimes you just gotta sit back and laugh, you know?

This was Wednesday, it is now Saturday and he still has the 'hawk. We will keep it for a while, I think.