Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Daddy/Hubby Celebrations

June brings two special holidays. I thought it fitting that Nate took the time to teach Harrison how to play Chopsticks on Father's Day. Really sweet. They play it often (last night was the latest) and each time Nate teaches Harrison a new variation. I'm thrilled they share a love of and knack for music.

We went to a BBQ at the Birnel's, whose backyard makes me drool. At one point the kids did an impromptu performance of "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home" from the trampoline. (I originally wrote "from the tramp," instead of "from the trampoline" but that would be an entirely different kind of song :)!) It was pretty darn sweet.

Daddy's little girl.
"Little Big Man" (Used to be Little Man until Johnny came along).

Each of the four daddies had a baby!

My friend gave me a great idea for a Father's Day gift. I had each child plan a date with Dad. They picked an activity and a treat. Then we got gift certificates for each thing.

Then it was our 9 year anniversary. We went to Texas de Brazil (an all you can eat Brazilian BBQ place) and ate ourselves silly. We brought the kids because kids eat free. Between that and the coupon, it was just a little more expensive than a typical night out for all of us.

It's at a nice outdoor mall and they had a little street fair set up. These alpacas were interesting.
They waited outside while a enjoyed shopping at NY&CO (it was fun to discover that we have one of those in Colorado.)
It was a fun night. The other day Harrison asked when our 10 year anniversary was. I said next summer and he said, "I have a great idea of what we can do to celebrate. Let's have a movie night and push the couches together!" (Something Nate and the kids do about once a month on a weekend night). He was disappointed/slightly insulted to hear that we're planning on going on a trip without the kids instead!

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

A Passtime

This summer Harrison tried baseball for the first time. After practicing in the back yard with dad, they graduated to the batting cages. (Please note tongue stuck out in concentration, inherited from mom who inherited from grandma who inherited from great grandma).

The practice paid off. See the ball? He made contact consistently.
Fielding? Not as fun! Especially considering it was always hotter than you-know-where.

After the first game and we went to the park by the fields. Here's my cute girl.

And my cute boy.

Some post-game Father/Son playtime.

We had Rockies tickets from Nate's work. At the last minute I decided it really wouldn't be that fun to take a baby to a baseball game (especially with the threatening weather -- check out that ominous sky). Plus even without the baby excuse, I'm usually bored once all the treats are gone. So I got the kids decked out in their purple, met up with Nate and sent them off.

Elizabeth was asleep for the pass off (too bad you can't see her Rockies shirt).

They left shortly after they arrived. So basically, they had a fun train ride into the city and back. One of the kids enjoyed this adventure and the other didn't. Can you guess?

Ah, baseball. A somewhat fun passtime. I don't know about favorite.