Summer

Jason is now 3 and although there are no pictures to prove it, we spend a ton of time at the neighborhood pool. Both are getting pretty comfortable in the water but especially like to admire the older kids.

Hat day. 

Birthday gift from Grandma and Papa Ross. Hopefully that shooting stroke will rub off.

Even Rosie got some Warriors gear.

Rosie back to her normal self after a week of pink eye.

Breadsticks and salad (shockingly) were a big hit for the kids at Olive Garden.

This is a pretty good picture into what Buddy is like for most of the day.

Apparently the goggles make Rosie very bossy.

Greek yogurt has many uses in our house.

Wanting to jump so badly.

Having Fun

This killed a good 10 minutes.

Working on her moves.

Loves to jump.

Videos

Free for all at lunch...

...and at snack time before bed.

That dog whistle is Jason.

More laps.

"Da dee." (Thank you)

Truth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEf_DsbkaTA

It's times like this when you just know you are nailing this whole parenting thing.

Showing some Personality

Going to work.

Lining up his cars.

First time that the Ross girls have waited for me at the front door. They made sure I didn't forget it.

Backyard fun

In timeout. Putting what Mommy showed her into practice.

Auntie Sue would not be happy about that wrist position.

Showing off her pigtails.

She loved wearing Buddy's backpack.

Heading to the "Dirtday Party".

Redneck much?

Speaking of redneck. Buddy set up a picnic on the kitchen floor...right next to his potty.

The many faces of Rosie Ross

Happy (early) 3rd Birthday Jason

We took Jason to the "Lightning McQueen Race" to celebrate his 3rd birthday. It was a great day. 

He has an entire brat in his mouth right now. Look out Joey Chestnut. 

Apparently, NASCAR fans like their gluten. Absolute ghost town both times we passed.

Legitimately Buddy's favorite part of the day...riding the school bus to the track and back to our car. On the ride to the track, a 6 year old girl sitting next to us says, "Mommy, why does everyone have a beer?" An old guy with a beard, 3 teeth, and a Dale Earnhardt shirt (and of course a beer) responds, "Therapy." 

Such a sweet face, right?

2 minutes before this picture was taken: Jason and I are playing the sleep game, where I pretend to be asleep and he makes noise or jumps on me to wake me up. With eyes half open, I notice that Jason has this truck held over his head with both hands. I catch the truck as he is about to mangle my face and push the truck away. The following conversation follows.

Me (staring intensely): Don't ever do that again.

Jason (staring intensely right back): Baba, you wanna timeout? (dramatic pause) Stop...pushing...my....truck. That's Jason's truck.