All Aboard!

Parker and I riding the kiddie trains at a local park

No idea where his big brown eyes came from!

Parker in the box

Parker has decided playing in his toy boxes is more fun than actually playing with his toys

Cherries!

I love kitchen gadgets, but limited cabinet space and the fact that I'm incredibly cheap, tends to keep my obsession at bay.  So what's a girl to do when faced with almost 20 pounds of cherries and no cherry pitter?  Ya get creative...and grab the percolating coffee pot out of your camping bin! 

It worked perfectly!

This is the definition of FUBAR!

I've decided medical statements and payment information should be kept almost as long as tax returns, and this is why...

Just received a bill from 05/07/10 (Parker's birth) called to find out what it was for, and the reason both insurances denied payment.  Past experience has taught me that if the provider doesn't bill your insurance in a timely manor, it will automatically be denied and you get the bill!  Turns out my insurance sent us a check in April to cover the amount they were responsible for, instead of paying the hospital directly...um what? 

So three months ago you randomly sent a check (with no information or explanation) to cover a bill we would get in the future?  Wow that makes perfect sense and seems to be the most efficient way to pay a medical bill from 16.MONTHS.AGO!

To fix this, I have to go to the bank to get a copy of the check, send it to the hospital billing department, then they will resubmit the bill to my insurance and then to Brian's to try to get both to reconsider covering the costs.

OY VEY!

Cutie Pie

Fun in the Sun

I wish I had noticed the dirt on his face before I took the picture

Brian (and I) love Parker's new squinty smile

Ah, this is the life

Parker's Artistic Side

Crayons are yummy!

Trying the two-handed technique

Here Dad give it a try

Brian's coloring motto...Safety first!



Beautiful!



IKE = DOG

Apparently, Brian and I haven't been very clear that Ike is the name of one of his dogs, not a species of animal.  This weekend, Parker played with his Grandparent's dog and ran around calling him Ike.  Now I know why Parker looks at me strangely when I ask him what noise a dog makes.

Pit Stop

What happens when you're out running errands with a toddler and have to tinkle?

COMPLETE AND UTTER CHAOS! 

We ducked into a coffee shop to "quickly" use the bathroom.  Parker decided to use this opportunity to practice his door opening skills. Then he felt the urge to pick a scrap of toilet paper up off the floor.  As I was telling him to get off the germ invested floor and for the love of God not to put the scrap of TP in his mouth, my sunglasses fell off my head and into the toilet.  They are my only pair, so I fished them out and soaped them up, while simultaneously holding the door closed with my foot and trying to keep Parker away from the door knob, toilet and garbage can.  I managed to get my glasses clean enough to wrap in paper towel (to be boiled later), washed my hands, Parker's hands and burst out of the bathroom totally out of breath and exhausted.  Next time, I think I'll just pee my pants!