Saturday, July 4, 2009

A non-Crohn's update

So here is a normal update that doesn't include anything about hospitals or sickness...
On Thursday, my class was cancelled so Kaitlyn and I took the boys to Kiddieland. For those of you not around here, it is an amusement park built just for kids, so Brayden was tall enough (at 42") to ride every ride there, including the log ride, a roller coaster, and several typical fair/carnival rides. It is an old park and is pretty run down, but we had a great time. They have free drink stations throughout the park (unfortunately it's Pepsi and not Coke - good thing b/c I have a hard time spending money on Pepsi), which is nice because after 7 hours walking around that saves a ton of money. I had never been before, and now that I have gone I'm sad that they will be closing down at the end of this summer. It has been around since 1929. Crazy. Brayden wanted to ride everything, and here is how the situation went most times:
Standing in line while jumping up and down - "Mommy, I am so excite"
Once on the ride, just after it starts - "why is it going so slow? make it go faster!"
Once the ride started going faster - "Make it stop!!! I don't like it!! Stooooppppp!!! Pleeeeease!!!!!"
And although he was scared of most of the rides, it never stopped him from wanting to get on the next one. He is usually a little chicken, so I am super proud that he actually tried everything.

Then yesterday, we had a lazy morning at home and kept trying to decide what to do. We got our swimsuits on and went outside to set up the pool I bought over a month ago, and after about 2 hours it still is only about 1/4 of the way full. I guess we underestimated how much water it actually holds. We gave up on the swimming idea and decided to go get fireworks and just hang out at home for the night. We got a pack of the crappy legal fireworks we can get here, which consisted of about 4 varieties of smoke bombs, the stupid party popper things that you do on New Years Eve, and the popper things you throw on the ground. We thought they were lame, but Brayden seemed to like them. We also made s'mores over the fire pit (that I bought last night) and set up Brayden's tent so he could "go camping". He had actually convinced Rubin to sleep in the tent with him, but then he chickened out when the neighbors started shooting bottle rockets towards our house. He ended up coming in and going to bed (and then woke up this morning, looked outside and said "but I wanted to sleep in the tent mommy!", as if we made him go inside). We had a great night just hanging out in the backyard together. We should do it more often!!