70s!

Finally getting a patch of weather in the 70s. Wish it would rain though. Lots of leaves around here going yellow and brown. Ah well. I have to do a lot of extra watering and it looks like I'm losing patches in my azaleas and my new butterfly bush isn't doing so well. :(

Grandad stayed with us over the weekend and boy was Carson excited. He kept saying, "Grandad Grandad Grandad." I'd hear him say it to himself kind of low now and then. Funny. He went with Daddy to go pick him up at the train station. Fun for Carson! Of course as soon as they were home he said, "Play trains, Grandad!" Geesh!

Grandad enjoyed our hot weather and was happy to push Carson on the swings. So Carson was happy with that. The three guys went out quite a few times and had fun.

Back on schedule for the week. CMOR, Pocahontas Pool, and skating. We had a good time all round and got to see Theresa. She seems pretty happy with the new baby. We'll get to see little Mallory before long. Carson is swimming as well as ever. He had a minor mishap, which I didn't even see. I think as he was getting off the slide he slipped and landed on his belly at the end. He was pushing himself up to get his face out of the water. Didn't sound like he took any water in though, he has "water smarts" these days and closes up when he gets dunked or whatever. Nice to see that. I don't have to hover in case he goes under. I mostly worry one of the older kids will fall over on him and knock him to the bottom. Would a child even think to pull the child under them up? Probably not.

Skating went well too and Carson skated more than he usually does. He also did some of the dancing. He was really good about following the group with the lesson and I didn't have to be next to him. He went up for the Hokey Pokey and his friends Jacob and Jeanna went and stood next to him. That was nice.

We had a morning to ourselves one day too and Carson and I had lunch at Red Lobster! That was nice. We had lots of add ons. I put shrimp on the salad and a lobster cheese sauce on the potatoes. We got shrimp scampi and broiled scallops for lunch. Carson choked a bit on the shrimp. I think he swallowed it before he'd chewed it enough. They were bigger than the scallops and I think he just got mixed up. He loves the little scallops and chows down on those. He liked the lobster ok and scooped up some of the cheesey mashed potatoes. We also got to see some of the lobster in the tank. After we went and picked up some more sand for around the sand box. I put a couple shells there and we have our own little beach. Chardonnay was excited about it too and has dug in a couple times and laid in the sand as well. With the nice weather, we've hung out in the sand quite a bit and have been barefoot in the sandy areas. We make tracks with the trucks and Carson is getting the hang of making the sand sculptures with his turtle and boat.

Chardonnay gave Carson her belly the other day. I can't think of a single thing Chardonnay doesn't do for Carson that she does for me and Jon. She seems to have completely accepted Carson as an "adult human" and above her in the pecking order. That's good. Carson feeds Chardonnay his crusts and I've taught him not to pull back, which might look like teasing to the dog. Carson's fingers get in Chardonnay's mouth and there's no problem with either of them. Carson tries to snuggle up to Chardonnay sometimes, which is funny. Chardonnay doesn't do a lot of snuggling these days. Carson loves too though and told me he "loves nugging." That's just too cute an abbreviation and I call it nugging now too.

Anyway, Carson talks up a storm and uses not, though sometimes he doesn't say it but shakes his head. He'll say something is "cold, not hot, not warm." I got some preschool books for him and we'll be doing a bit of that in September. I was figuring out dates and such and I have THREE whole years before Carson goes to Kindergarten. He'll go in when he's five and turn six a month into it, so he'll be an older one. So three years of Moms Club and all that sort of stuff. We signed up for a gym class, last Mommy and Me. In the spring, he'll be too old. I told Carson the other day that he wasn't a baby anymore, he was a little boy. Carson said, "not little boy, BIG boy!"