Celebrate National Talk like a Pirate Day

Garrrr...Richard assures me this is a highly respected holiday amongst his crew. So go ahead, check it out here, and celebrate Talk like a Pirate Day. or not. probably not.

Sam: I'm a pirate!
Sarah: Oh, well, what do pirates say?
Sam: Ummm......hello.
Sarah: Ha! What else do they say?
Sam: Ummm...Where we going?
Sarah: Do they say Garrrrr, matey!
Sam: Oh yeah, that too.

The Hokey Pokey

Sam must have learned this at preschool this week because he's been singing all kindsa variations for the past few days.
My favorite part is "you put your left head in"
What a ham.

Potty Train-ing

Sam is still potty training, and this is our most recent tactic: each of those pictures, Gordon the express train, Harold the helicopter, and the Toll bridge represent a toy that Sam picked out from Target a few weeks ago. Each time he goes potty, he gets to add a track to one of the empty rectangles, but if he makes a mess he has to take one off. Once the tracks to the toy are complete, he gets that toy.

I totally get mommy gold stars for coming up with such a cool idea, right?

Germantown Festival

This past weekend Richard went down to Baton Rouge, LA to help with hurricane clean-up (what a great guy!) so the kids and I decided to take a trip to Memphis. And while we were there- the germantown festival! yeah! Arts and crafts, rides and funnel cakes, life at it's fullest!

The one ride that both Hannah and Sam liked was the inflated slide. I think this thing was 10 feet tall.


Hannah liked the bouncy moon-walk...

...but Sam did not.

The fastest, wildest ride they had there were these swings that spun around. For me the scariest part was wondering how old this ride was, and how much longer it was going to hold itself together.

Don't let looks deceive you. Sam is only smiling because these race cars are rollin' slower than he usually walks.

This is the best. Sam liked the minature merry-go-round because it was excruciatingly slow. He's all proud of himself for being so brave. And in the background, I swear I can hear Hannah thinking "Are you kidding me?

This is the first ride they went on. Hannah loved it, and Sam cried through the whole thing.

We had a blast! We'll be back next year-

Quote of the Day

Sarah: I don't understand Sam. Is he even thinking?
Richard: Oh, I think he's thinking. I just don't think he's thinking what I think he should think.

No kidding.

12 hours

I received a call from not one, but TWO preschools Tuesday saying that they had openings for Sam. I went on toured both, and finally decided on Trinity Baptist. They have a very comfortable feel, and remind me a lot of Lord of Life back in Memphis. Sam is so excited that when it was time to leave I had to bodily carry him out kicking and crying. Poor boy, I had no idea staying at home with no one but me was so boring. They only had a MWF opening, so I am going to take it and hope that a T/Th opens up later.

So the question is... what in the world am I going to do with almost 12 hours a week of alone time? That's right, no Hannah, Sam, or Richard. You'd think I'd have all sorts of grand plans, but when it finally comes down to it, I just don't know what to do with myself anymore. Give me some good ideas! The more crazy they are, the more likely I am to actually do it!

We have a slab!!

Okay, so we know that absolutely no one is going to be nearly as excited about this as we are, but the builders poured the foundation for our house this week!!! YEAH!!!! And Friday the lumber pack arrived, which means it should be finished in 70 days!!! Woohoo!!! This paragraph gets the award for blatant overuse of exclamation points!!!

We went and hung out today on our slab. Richard and I sat in the master bedroom while Hannah and Sam ran races from the front porch to the back, repeatedly. And then Sam started picking up big chunks of Alabama red clay and throwing them on the slab, and (of course) Richard admonishes "hey- no throwing dirt in the house!". He then started sweeping the clay out with his foot, which was, in one word, hilarious. and silly. Okay, that was two words.

I really wanted to play hopscotch in the den, but didn't want to go to the store for chalk, when Richard (inspired by sam, no doubt) suggested drawing a hopscotch with the red clay. So there you have it. The moores, spending the afternoon on a slab of concrete. they really need to finish our house; I think the apartment life is getting to us.