"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerrilla warfare."
~Ed Asner

Sunday, September 13, 2009

That's a big nightlight

I love taking my kids for walks. The weather has been so gorgeous and evening walks have been perfect. The kids are never outside after dark or even when it starts to get dark. On Saturday Kris watched the game and the children's afternoon was disrupted with loud screaming, hooting and hollering and seeing a side of Daddy they don't often see:) Although Izzy was excited to see the "Big House", her excitement didn't last long and she didn't like the fact that a bunch of guys on t.v. were getting more attention than her. Add that to the fact she didn't get a nap, she was pretty stressed. Noah was being a cranky crab as well, so I took them out for a walk and a late evening treat...ICE CREAM!! We walked to the the Cold Cow and had some delicious soft serve. Izzy discovered that, although, sprinkles are cute, they "taste funny in my mouth". So we switched and Izzy finished Noah's vanilla while he could care less what he was eating and devoured the chocolate with sprinkles. He, of course, started screaming when the ice cream was gone. It was just starting to get dark when we headed home; you could still the orange glow of the sun setting. Izzy started saying, "It's dark out, it's dark out, it's dark out." I told her that there were lamp posts to light the way home, and we would be fine. She looked up and said, "BIG NIGHT LIGHT!" But after about two second she kept going on about it getting dark and she was scared and well, we discovered that Izzy doesn't like being outside in the dark.

Other things we saw on our walk:

1. A black cat sitting in the middle of a driveway. Is it more creepy if a cat hisses at you or says nothing and just stares.
2. A creeper peeking out his window at house. I say creeper because it's this older guy who just 'happens' to be just coming out and walking his dogs whenever I'm about to pass his house.
3. Cool evenings equals nats, and lots of them.
4. Izzy is afraid of nats. One landed on her foot. She thought it was bee. There was drama.

On a side note, I would like everyone to know that in case you didn't hear it, or in case you did, and wondered what on earth it was, a grown man stepped outside his house shortly after 7:00 p.m. and screamed "YESSSS...WAHOOO!"

That grown man would be my husband, and yes, it was just after Michigan beat Notre Dame.

I hope everyone has a great week.

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