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After our sledding adventures, we decided to walk over to the museum’s T-Rex Cafe for lunch. Of course, you can’t go into the museum without the full dinosaur tour. It only delayed naptime by about an hour.
Joe's snowsuit was too wet and hot, so we left it in a locker, so Joe donned his underduds (jammies) and snow boots. And, of course, he was sporting really cool hat hair. And behaving like a perfect angel. Ha!
Joe riding in style, thanks to Daddy, aka the pack mule.
The kids found the puppet room in no time.
Joe (surprise, surprise) was the T-Rex.
And Maggie was the shark.
In all of the excitement, Joe bonked his head on the corner of a bench.
And, of course, only Daddy could soothe him.
We finally made it to the main part of the dinosaur exhibit where the big fossils are located.
Dinosaurs really are pretty cool.
Joe stopped at the bone bar. It's really cool that he's showing interest in the details now.
Dan showed him a dino egg.
A visit to the museum wouldn't be complete without Joe trying to get into one of the exhibits.
But he wasn't the only one!
Joe thought the big, scary pig-like thing was pretty cool, though when he saw a photo at home, he said "That's a bear!"
I wouldn't want to meet up with this thing in the wilderness!
The kids take a gander at Australopithecus. Joe says, "That's a monkey!"
We finally coax Joe out of the museum with an escalator ride and Dad shows him how to take a big step to exit.
Yesterday evening the snowflakes started coming down in those big, puffy waterfalls of icy delight and it didn’t stop all night. This morning, we awoke to snow-covered everything and decided it was a good day to go sledding. So we met Maggie and crew over at the hill behind the Nature & Science museum and took our two new sleds.
Joe and Dan playing in the snow.
Joe preferred eating the snow over sledding at first.
We don't think he ate any yellow snow...
The kids had a blast with snowballs, and though we are trying to teach Joe not to throw things at people, he sure managed to toss a few good ones at us!
Maggie Moo poses for the camera
We tried to show the kids how to make snow angels...
...but I don't think they had that much fun.
Dan finally found a way to convince Joe to sled with him.
Maggie wanted to go for a ride with Dan. Joe got jealous and so they all went down the hill together.
When you’re two, date nights have a whole different meaning. For Joe, that usually means a play date with one of his buddies and staying up late. Tonight was our turn to hang with Z while his parents got some quality time out of the house. The boys had a blast!
The kids were pretty occupied with their matching tractors. Until Z decided that he wanted Joe's. Or they both wanted the combine pointing up. Or down. Or backwards. Or forwards. Then it would fall off (they're LEGOs, so they come apart) and you'd think the world was ending! But they had fun despite all the drama...
We were surprised to see Joe so interested in the tractor, even when Z wasn't. (He actually took it to bed...aw.)
At one point, Joe demanded a snack break and Z decided to play hide-and-seek. I was trying to get a photo of Z hiding, but he went on a "Zack Attack" and tried to tickle me. In a split second, Joe jumped off his chair and they both went on a tickling frenzy. And they did a pretty good job tickling too. This is the best shot I could get of Joe while I was being tackled and trying my best not to pee my pants from laughing so much.
Joe likes Z's yellow mini. What cracks me up is that he hurdles the side of the car just the way you'd expect someone in the movies to jump in.
Joe found the hot dogs in Z's play kitchen and went crazy over them. He's been asking for (real) hot dogs for a couple of weeks now. Apparently they serve them at school on Fridays, but we don't buy hot lunches (because they're hot dogs - duh). I guess you can't shelter kids forever.
Why I have a love/hate relationship with TV. They are both glazed over, don't care that I'm sticking a camera in their faces, and Z was actually drooling.
Today, Joe and I accompanied Zack and Shawn to The Wildlife Experience (thanks, Shawn!). It’s a bit of a trek (to Parker) and similar to the animal dioramas at the Nature and Science Museum, but much newer and more animatronic. Joe loved it!
There was a lot to look at, from all angles!
The life-sized animals were pretty authentic, the backgrounds beautiful, and the kids really got a kick of how the animals moved and made sounds.
Joe really enjoyed looking at all of the animals, which made mommy really happy!
There were a ton of these interactive displays with animal sounds. The kids had a blast running from one to the next.
Both boys pointed out Dori and Nemo at the aquarium exhibit.
Sometimes the kids needed a boost to see cool stuff over the rails and Shawn was happy to oblige. Not that Joe would settle for Mommy anyhow.
Joe checking out the ice cave.
There’s a new (temporary) butterfly exhibit. It was intended for older kids, but Joe and Z had fun too.
Joe spins the wheel of butterflies.
A reflection of Joe doing the butterfly mating dance. I told you the exhibit was for older kids!
All Zack cared about in the butterfly exhibit was the "big bumblebee tent."
Joe gave the butterfly exhibit a standing ovation.
The museum also had a (school-age) kids’ interactive exhibit, kind of discovery museum-ish.
Joe really liked the avalanche "game" where you dump foam "snowballs" in the top and watch them crash down a mountainside.
Joe and Zack carrying the snowballs.
Joe tried pushing all of the buttons on the exhibits, but they were a bit advanced.
So he decided that the exhibits were better to climb on. (He didn't get caught, whew.)
The boys took a split-second break in the movie room.
Not sure what the possessive "tree" hugging was about.
There was a craft center with crayons, glue, and scissors. Joe found the only pair of non-rounded scissors in the place. Greaaaat.
Z and Mommy colored. The craft of the day was peacocks.
We ended the morning in the tots room, where the boys had just as much fun as the rest of the museum.
Joe found a stick in an outdoor activity area. He couldn't be happier.
Z tried some rockclimbing.
The kids had great fun with puppet play.
Joe must have tried out every puppet in the place.
He was pretty good at it.
Z decided that the snake needed to wrap around Joe.
We ended our morning venture with a walk outside, because, well, that’s what little boys do.
Taking a walk around the little "ampitheatre."
Our walk pretty much ended in a roll. On purpose, of course.
Looking for rocks inside rocks. Duh...
Joe got a new hat today, quite by accident. I bought a bunch of hats for Dan and I to try on.
Yo, baby.
I didn’t realize that this cute purple hat was a boy’s hat. It was in the women’s section and fit me perfectly. Of course, it fit Joe too, since Joe and I can share hats (…between my pinhead and his big ‘fro!).
Joe says "CHEESE!"
I’m so glad I have a hubby who appreciates fun and funky fashion and doesn’t get intimidated by colors like purple and orange…
"Yeah, mama! I like it!"
I love dressing Joe in fun colors, especially the ones I can’t wear nicely (like yellow and orange, yeah baby!). But I do wonder if I’m going to look back on these photos someday, get a good chuckle, and wonder what I was thinking?! (Like my purple polyester bell bottom jumper that I wore when sitting on Santa’s lap when I was 5…thanks mom!)
All done.
Joe was completely stir crazy from being at home all day yesterday (waiting for our freezer delivery), so we met up with Zack at City Park. Shawn called just before they left to warn me that they were bringing a “giant” dump truck, so we packed one of Joe’s too. I had a hunch I should have packed both of Joe’s trucks, but didn’t. My bad.
Z took one look at Joe's big Tonka dump truck and we knew that an all-morning battle would be inevitable. So I just ran home and picked up Joe's second truck. Five minutes later, I was back with Joe's other dump truck. I do love living in the city!
As I arrived with the other dump truck, Z yelled “thank you” over and over as he ran to greet me…er, I mean, greet the truck!
Boy meets truck.
It was a first! For once, they didn’t argue over who got which truck, even though the trucks looked just a little different.
And they're off!
Buds
They even took turns being in the lead spot as they tooled around (and around and around) the park.
Z's in the lead!
Joe's in the lead!
The boys spent nearly two hours “driving” around the “roads” in the park, picking up pinecones and leaves (and, of course, dumping them out), following each other around, and traversing the hills. They only stopped for one quick snack.
Dump truck races. And, yes, the flames do make it go faster.
They had a really good time, but apparently boys take the whole truck thing pretty seriously.
That's a man on a serious dump truck mission.
They probably had the most fun sending their dump trucks down a steep hill to see which one would get to the bottom first.
Ready, set, go! And they actually let go at the same time...for once.
Dump truck races are quite exciting, don't you know?
And they showed great sportsmanship no matter whose truck "won!"
They even retrieved their own trucks at the bottom of the hill AND climbed back up.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a good dump truck play date if they didn’t find the mud puddle.
What you don't see is the mommy just out of the frame racing to rescue the kiddos before they got covered in mud!
The boys also had fun playing hide-and-seek and running around without the dump trucks.
Hiding in the rose bushes!
We recently clocked Joe at 5.1 miles per hour at the health exhibit at the Museum of Nature and Science (which, coincidentally, was only a few hundred yards behind the boys while they were running.)
It was an absolutely gorgeous day and a beautiful reminder why we live in Denver.
The view we were able to enjoy while the boys played in City Park, which is walking distance from my house.
It was a bright, beautiful, sunny day for our annual trip to Boo at the Zoo. Joe had been really fascinated by peacocks this summer and even has an Eric Carle pillowcase with a peacock on one side and a hippo on the other. So, this year, Joe dressed up like a peacock and, naturally, he was the beau of the ball!
You can't exactly go to the zoo on a dress-up day in such a showy costume without the expected stares and compliments.
Actually, when we first arrived, Joe didn’t want to wear the costume. Of course, halfway through the parking lot, Joe insisted that he had to be a peacock since all the other kids were in costume. So, back to the car we schlepped!
Goofing around in the back of daddy's truck gives a good back view of the costume
Joe is such a good sport. Hopefully we’ll get many more years of mommy’s crazy costumes!
Joe was in a great mood and ran through the parking lot flapping his tail fan.
He took great pleasure in "hiding" too!
Joe had fun trick-or-treating at the zoo, especially since he had the hang of it after the previous night’s festivities.
Mom was happy because a small lollipop kept Joe occupied and out of the other candy for quite awhile.
When we finally caught up with buddies Zack and Landon, who weren’t in costume, Joe insisted in taking his off. Two-year olds are such natural-born leaders, aren’t they?! Then, after a quest for Dots candy (LT had some, so Z, then Joe, *had* to have their own), we caught up with more friends.
Sofia didn't want anything to do with the boys and skooched as far away from them as she could.
Z decided to go on the offensive and started headbutting, tickling, and chasing Joe, who tried to ignore it at first, then simply ran away. Not your usual Joe behavior! Maybe Z has figured it out?
Z leans on his bud. The start of the Zack Attack!
Z tickles Joe
By the end of the morning, when the sugar lows hit, the daddies turned into instant pack mules.
The boys were *almost* too tired to trick-or-treat at the end of our venture.
A tired but happy Zack
As we were leaving, the boys got free Astro Boy posters. Joe decided that his was a pirate’s spyglass.
Dan did not show him how to do this. Joe just did it on his own.
Dan and I got a little more into the Halloween spirit this year (despite the fact that Dan still hasn’t recovered from his flu after being down-and-out for a week), but we only managed to dig out our old standby witch and wizard costumes.
I even donned the stripey socks. Dan was more of a Ren Faire wizard...What kinds of shoes *do* wizards wear anyhow?
Joe, however, was thrilled with the idea of being a race car driver. He had worn the costume to a party earlier in the week and thought it was the coolest costume ever! It’ll be interesting to see if he insists on a repeat tomorrow morning or if he’s willing to wear the peacock costume to Boo at the Zoo.
A man with a mission: Get Candy.
We had a simple dinner with some friends before heading out to trick-or-treat. Joe (who had insisted on taking off his costume after dinner) and Maggie (who was pretty content to be a dragon) had a good time playing while the adults finished up their meals.
Joe wouldn't wear his costume, but preferred his pjs while running around the house. Apparently he was a construction worker/baseball player too.
As we were getting Joe ready to leave, Maggie had a bit of a run-in with our living room radiator. Unfortunately the radiator won. Maybe we can work on that radiator cover sooner rather than later. I hate those things!
Miss Maggie calmed down and mom was relieved after the bandaging process.
Our empathetic Joe was pretty upset that his buddy was hurt, so he insisted that he needed a bandaid too.
Joe was sad that his friend was hurt and needed a matching bandaid for "his" owie.
But, soon enough, the kids were happy to go trick-or-treating. Maggie ended up being a “wounded” dragon once we bandaged her up a second time (she kept taking off the butterfly closures and bandaids).
Maggie and Joe walking from house to house.
The kids kept wanting to get into the bags before we finished trick-or-treating. We probably could have gotten away with going to 2 or 3 houses and they still would have been thrilled.
Checking out their loot.
Joe ended up eating a sum total of one piece of chocolate (barely), then, once everyone left, he snuck over to the dining room table and stole the last chunk of bread. That’s my kid!
Joe didn't blink when he first saw me in my costume. I sure do miss my red hair though...
Daddy sure is a silly wizard!
Lately, Joe has been asking for “Fry Babies” when he wants a snack. This has been going on for weeks. But I couldn’t figure it out. Today, he found a mini pack of raisins that was in his Halloween Party treat bag from school and we heard him say it again. But they weren’t “Fry Babies” after all. Finally the light bulb went off and we asked Joe if he wanted cranberries. “Yeah, Fry Babies.” Mystery solved!
While he was eating his cranberries, I pulled out the camera and Joe instantly said “Cheese” and grinned at the camera. His teacher takes a lot of photos at school, so he must have learned it there.
We had our first big snowstorm of the year this week (third snow, but first biggie) and got nearly 2 feet of snow over the course of 2+ days. This is what it looked like on Friday morning.
The view down our street on Friday morning (Oct 30, 2009)
The leaves hadn't even fallen before the big snow.
A neighbor's full-size wagon. Apparently, this storm had the most snowfall in a 2-day period in Denver, ever.
Our next door neighbor's had their roof done, but didn't get new gutters up before the storm. Good old fashioned icicles!
This crazy 4+ ft icicle was on a house around the corner. That could be considered a deadly weapon!
That afternoon (after much of the snow had melted), Joe and I went sledding with friends. Joe went down the hill once on his new sled, loved it, then vetoed the idea. (We went sledding on the hill near the nature museum and he was a little pissed that we weren’t going inside to “see the big T-Rex.”)
Yes, he jumped on, belly down, and went rocketing down the hill.
He hiked around with his friends in the mud, picked up sticks and pinecones, and did whatever it is that boys do in the dirt.
Assessing just how dirty they can get in the shortest amount of time? That's my guess...
Joe was hell-bent on stealing Zack's branch.
After LT went home, Zack and Joe found a huge puddle. Yes, they’re boys. Of course, they jumped in it. They practically went for a swim!
Splash contest!
Why Joe and Z are crawling in the puddle is beyond my adult sensibilities. It was COLD!
Shortly after this, Joe splashed back down into the puddle, got a good blast of cold water in his suit and came out crying and ready to go. Mama got wet coming to the rescue and we both ended up soaked, muddy, and cold. I ended up pouring water out of his boots. Needless to say, we stripped him down before getting into the car and got him warmed up in sweats and slippers the second we got home.
Soaked through to the bone.
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