This week's greatest...

"I will need a lot of fresh and delicious hugs to go to sleep."

"Argh!" and "Ahoy Mateys, It's bathtime." while walking around Pottery Barn Kids holding a pirate shower curtain

"I am not just a pirate; I'm the Captain!"

"Can I be superman? I want a cape."

Inclimate Weather

True to form, Seattle produced 65 degree weather and rain for SeaFair weekend. Logan and I were supposed to get our first professional photos as a "family" taken today. (Horrendous guilt has set in at never having Logan's photos taken professionally and he is almost 3 1/2...)

Despite having a difficult afternoon (two hours of trying to convince Logan to take a nap, prompting him to take a pre-photo shower, negotiating with him to let me brush his hair and wear what I wanted him to wear, and eventually having to remove a blue mustache from his upper lip resulting from him entertaining himself while I tried to get ready), we were both finally presentable and ready to go out the door. And, what did we find - RAIN!

However, trying to be optimistic I contacted the photographer and continued driving to the beach where we were supposed to have our pictures taken. Halfway there she called me and agreed it was much too wet for photos.

Logan and I continued down to the beach "just to look" at it (Logan's request). He was pretty disappointed that he didn't get to get out and play. So, I asked if he wanted to take a photo ourselves. After 55 tries with half an eyeball for me or only part of his head, we finally ended up with one that had both our faces in it.

"YAY! DONE!" announced Logan upon seeing the photo with both our whole heads in it. "Now we can drive home and play doctor." And, so we did...

Logan and the Lexus

Logan and I are "car sitting" for my parents as they relax in Maui for a much needed vacation. When we went to pick up the car Logan essentially refused to get in it. After much coaxing and a promise that we would take it back the next day if he didn't like driving in it, Logan finally willingly got in the car.

About halfway across the I-90 bridge, as he gazed at the boats out the window, he announced "Maybe I do like convertibles!"

The next morning he woke up and told me we should "Call grandpa and tell him we will trade. We will keep the convertible and Grandpa can have our Jetta!!" Ahhhh, a child after my own heart.

(Since then Logan has brought up the possible trade daily. He is going to be a bit heartbroken when he finds out we have to give the car back. But, until then driving with the top down has become our new favorite thing to do for the summer)