Duluth Waterpark Getaway

We were heading up north to spend some time with our friends, the Frasers at their family cabin in Lutsen. We decided to head up one day earlier and spend one night in Duluth at the Edgewater Water Park Hotel. We also had to hit our usual 'haunts' which include Grandma's Restaurant and the Lake Superior Train Museum (which ROCKS!)

We checked into this place and got into our room, then the kids wanted to hit the pool IMMEDIATELY! So we got changed and headed down.


This is what we found!




They have two enclosed water slides (which you can see in the photo) and Cailin could not get enough of the larger slide. You could ride with a partner on an large two-person tube down the slide and Cailin thought it was fantastic. She was in heaven in that pool and was purple and a prune by the time we convinced her to get out.


The way to the top of the slide was to climb up three flights of stairs (carrying your inter tube) and then riding down. Cailin would get out of the pool and run right back to the stairs. It was great exercise for me and Mike to go with her all those times!

Andrew was a bit more cautious (shocker!). He was much happier watching from the side. He sat with me or Mike (whoever was not riding with Cailin) and just watch. He did like to sit next to the red eye cave guy - his eyes were red lights that flashed on and off and he was mesmerized by that for some reason. He asked me to take his picture next to the 'red eye guy', so I obliged.


They also had a lazy river and kids play area which we all used.



The larger pool was closed - as they had some sort of 'incident' as they reported at the front desk so it was completely empty when we arrived and there were four people inside with huge boots on scrubbing the sides. They filled it back up, but we were on our way out before it was open, which was too bad, since it looked pretty fun too!


After swimming for two days here, we got packed up and ready to continue North to meet up with our friends in Lutsen.

Unsure

I was busy packing things up since we were heading out of town to go to Duluth and Lutsen (future posts...) So I was startled when I turned around and saw this:

Unsure - That's really the only thing I can say about this posting is that I'm unsure as to what Masher (Andrew) was thinking here. He had on his cape and bike helmet. Then for awhile, he even had his knee pads on as well.

Goof ball!

Not Me! Monday

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It was not me who was putting the size 9 sneakers on my son this week and thought 'man, these seem a little snug, we might want to go look at some new shoes'. And then of course it wasn't me who was SHOCKED to see when we got to the shoe store (4 days later) that indeed his feet were a touch above a 10 1/2! That could not have been me, I would have certainly noticed that those suckers were THAT small if I had paid closer attention. (poor guy never complained an ounce..) And we did not walk out of the store with size 11 shoes that fit wonderfully.

sigh.

And it wasn't me who actually felt a tinge of sadness this morning when I woke up to no puppy in our house (since he's on Holiday with grandma and grandpa this week), I guess that would mean that I like the puppy? Not me, no way?! Ok, maybe just a little....

And it most certainly wasn't me that tried to bribe my child with everything under the sun possible for her to loosen her steel-tight grip on the chair at swim lessons last week so she'd get into the pool. (more on this in another post to come) That would not have been one of my better parenting moments, so I would never have done that. And it most certainly would NOT have been embarrassing to have that blood-curdling scream ripping through the entire pool area during this 'discussion/negotiation' I was having with my dear sweet, strong-willed almost 5-year old. And it was not at all embarrassing to have every single parent's eyes looking at me with the 'what did you do to your kid' look. (come on, all of you parents out there have gotten the 'look' at some point....or at least you KNOW that look..)

sigh...again.

And it wasn't me who snuggled up in bed with my girl last night way past bedtime to enjoy a little special 'cuddle time' with her just because she asked. Gotta love that girl! :)

Happy Not Me! Monday to you all!!

On "Holiday"

Our dog, Jake is now officially "On Holiday". We are heading out of town this week for a few days. We have someone watching our house and now someone watching our furever pet Jakey. Grandma and Grandpa have kindly offered to watch our boy Jake for the week.

Incidentally, he is in fact sitting on our couch while enjoying his treat...why sit on the floor when you can sit on the cozy couch right?

He's gotten a little bit better in all departments (biting, walking on a leash, piddling in the house, not trying to attack the cats - etc), so it is with amazement that we were all a little sad to drop Jake off at Grandma and Grandpa's house for the week.

Grandma and Grandpa are sort of the animal whisperers in the family I must say, so maybe we'll return to a perfectly mannered puppy!! Well, either way, he will be well-cared for there, that's for sure and he'll have two other goldens to play with too. Hopefully he'll get wiped out if nothing else.

So enjoy your "Holiday" Jake! I think it's going well, well at least I haven't gotten any phone calls demanding we come back and get him.......yet.

:)

Cheeeeeeeeeeeeessssssse!

This is what Andrew says everytime the camera comes out. He's kind of a ham bone. I remember his older sister also going through this phase. But it seems like lately...

THIS is the type of photo we get. I can't really photoshop that to improve it now can I.....


So now I'm left to try and sneak photos when the boy is busy with something and most of them are profile shots.

But that's ok, he's still cute!

Not Me! Monday

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It was not me who thought it was a good idea to send the kids into Cailin’s bedroom to play with her new makeup set that she got for Christmas. Because it wasn’t me who thought it would be nice to enjoy the few minutes of peace and harmony all the while the makeup was being painted on the carpet “by accident”. I would most definitely have known that I might find a bigger mess to clean up and carpet to scrub if I had thought about it fully.

And it wasn’t me who enjoyed a piece of Cheesecake when my girlfriends and I went out for lunch knowing that it would take lots and lots of extra miles on the treadmill to work it off. I would most certainly have passed on the indulgence knowing that I’d have to ‘pay for it’ later on the treadmill.

And it wasn’t me that was working in the kitchen and smashed my thumb somehow on a knife, causing a severely bruised thumbnail. That would not be very smart of me, considering I stabbed myself at Halloween cutting a tendon, nerve and vein. I would have been much smarter and much more careful in the kitchen after such an incident.

And finally, I’m sure it could not have been me that heard my dear sweet child say in perfect context “dam it!” when we were baking last weekend. Because that is something that we don’t say in our house. And I’m most certainly NOT blaming my mom for saying that (we actually don’t really say that in our house….we say other things by accident but not that), that wouldn’t be very nice.

Happy No Me-ing!

And Happy Monday!

And drumroll please.......

The answer to all of your questions is YES, she did get back into the pool last night at swim lessons.

As many of you know, we had some struggles with our last swim class last year. We registered and paid for Cailin to attend a 10 week session and she went the first time and refused to go back a second time. And when I say refused, that's totally what I mean. It was the kicking and screaming kind of refused.

Not this time though! Yeah!! She did complain that she didn't want to go, but when we got there, she saw her teacher and ran right over. She was the first one in the pool too! This might not seem like a huge deal to others, but it was a big deal to us. We were holding our breath to see if she'd do it. And we're hopeful that she'll keep it up!

They do such a nice job at Foss I must say! The teacher is absolutely perfect for her group. He's funny but still getting the lesson done.

She was very proud of herself, she spent most of the class dunking her head underwater with her 'monkey cheeks' as they call it.

Awesome! I couldn't be more proud...
aw shucks, right??
;)

Minnesota Zoo - Take 2

And for another Take 2 - we did the Minnesota Zoo again. We have a family membership so it only seemed right to take FULL advantage of our membership and go two weeks in a row.

The kids definitely needed to get out of the house and so did mom and dad.

My absolute favorite (and the kids enjoy it a lot too) is the big tropical fish tank they have in the Tropics section.

And check out the big Zebra Shark sitting on the bottom of the tank. Cool!


We tried riding on the Monorail, but it was experiencing some "technical difficulties" so we opted out for the day.

Maybe we'll go next weekend too - we'll have to see how many weeks in a row we can go....but it is wonderful entertainment!

Swim lessons.....Take 2.

Cailin took swim lessons previously through a local community education program last year. She went the first time and seemed to have a great time, but then would NOT get back into the pool. Not really sure what was up. The only thing we could deduce from the experience is that the lessons were in the regular lap pool at the high school in that area. So it was cool and also they had these clear Plexiglas risers that the kids would stand on (since the water was 5ft deep there and the kids are obviously not 5ft tall...) And that seemed to spook her a bit.

So this time we went for the big guns. We registered with Foss Swim School. They have a great reputation and everyone I have ever talked to that attended there loved it. Plus, they offered a guarantee, so we figured we'd give it a try. Nice warm pool, small class sizes, lots of class options. Seems like a good idea.


Cailin was a little nervous to get into the pool with her two new friends in her class. Her teacher's name is Eric and he seems like a really nice guy. He was all about the comedy on the first night which worked like a charm with the kiddos. All while having them practice kicking, floating on their backs and general water familiarity. I was amazed. How come it never is that easy when I have her in the pool??? Well, that's why their job is right?

Now the big test is whether or not she'll get into the pool tomorrow night for class #2. We'll see???

Did I really say that???

Top 10 sentences (or partial sentences) that came out of my mouth in the last week:

You ARE a cute puppy, but you may not chew on my Coach purse.

Andrew, stop tackling your sister.

Cailin, why don’t you just MOVE out of your brother’s way so he doesn’t pummel you?

Honey, didn’t I SAY it wasn’t a good idea to take the kids to the grocery store after dinner??? Go ahead….Tell me I’m right….

Cailin, you are not going to drown in the swimming pool during your swim lessons, your swim teacher won’t let that happen….

Can someone tell me why the dog is chewing on the door?? He has like a thousand dog chews and toys....

Honey, I’m sorry I ruined your life, but that’s what moms have to do sometimes, it’s our job….

You have to wear socks, it’s –18 degrees outside, I’m sorry, you can’t go barefoot.

It’s not ok to try to ride on the puppy like he’s a horse. I know it seems like he likes it, but it’s not nice…..

Andrew, stop ramming your cart into other carts, no this is not Wii Super Mario Brothers, this is Cub Foods.

Slight resemblence?? Maybe??

Andrew looks a TON like his daddy. It's kind of freaky if you look at pictures of Andrew as a babe and Mike as a babe, it's no question who Andrew's daddy is. Wow.
See?
Mike as a child:

(Sorry, this picture is not a very good quality photo, it was one of those school-sized wallet photos that was scanned and cropped. It didn't do very well in the conversion, but you get the picture - ok no pun intended...)

Andrew as a child, well he is still a child - duh! this was from a few months ago:


But, we do think he has a slight resemblence to my father, Robert. My dad died when I was 13 years old. So the pictures we have of my dad are very old (not that I'm very old, just the pictures of my dad that is...).

We have this one in a frame in our living room and Mike and I were talking this past weekend that altough Andrew is quite a spitting image of his own dad, that he does have some similarities with my dad. He even got my dad's dimple. The dimple is hard to see in the picture, but is awesome in person. So if nothing else, he does resemble my father with that dimple. The dimple I wanted so very much - lucky boy!

I remember wanting dimples so very much when I was a child just like my dad and would push with my pinkies deeply into my cheeks to try and make dimples of my very own. No such luck. I guess it was like that episode of the Brady Bunch where Peter wanted to be taller (wasn't it Peter) and so he would hang from the monkey bars in his back yard hoping to make himself taller. Well, I was under the same belief that I could make my own dimples. Well, I still don't have any dimples.

So I thought I'd ask you - what do you think? Can you see it too? Maybe just a little bit??
:)

Just a little fun for the day....

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. (www.mycharmingkids.net)

It was not me that when at the store yesterday, the -19 degree day, it wasn't me that was picking out the cutest little summer shirts and shorts for the kiddos. No, that wasn't me. It's really freaking cold here and there is no reason to be out shopping for summer tidbits, that would be certainly odd. And when I was at the checkout it wasn't me that actually pondered a response when asked "are you going somewhere warm?". It certainly was NOT me that was thinking about coming up with some fantastic story in about 3 seconds that sounded better than 'no, I just like to plan ahead and thought these were really cute'.....That would never have been me.

And it wasn't me that let Andrew take his nap today in his new MN Vikings coat. (hey - he's a fan ok?? no big deal...)

Ok, well it really wasn't me that told him it was ok, it was most surely my husband who did that. But when he told me about it, the first thing I didn't think of was to grab the camera and take a couple pictures as he slept soundly in his warm winter coat in his warm cozy bed. That would have been extrememly irresponsible and kind of silly of me to do.

Happy Monday-ing to you all!

Changing Musical Tastes??

One of the changes I've experienced since becoming a mom is how much my style in music has changed. Of course there are many other, more obvious things that have changed since we've been blessed with these two incredibly wonderful, healthy kiddos that we have, but this particular area was one that was somewhat unexpected I should say. I still love my oldies (can't believe I'm even saying that...) Clapton is my #1 favorite of all time. Loaded everything I had on my iPod when I got it and even have my very own Clapton Playlist.

But I did add other playlists to that very same iPod. Seems like it's pretty handy to have a playlist labeled "kiddo music" on there too for long or boring car rides or for that long wait wherever we may be, I hand one or both of them the earbuds and they just love the music.

But what I didn't expect is that there would be times that I'd 'sneak' some songs from that 'kiddo music' list myself. When no kids were around. What? Preposterous... Ok, but true.

Usually in times when I just wanted to smile for no particular reason or when I was missing my mashers. So one of the catchier toons is from the Tv show, "The Wonder Pets". It's on NickJr for anyone who hasn't heard of it. It's a cute show, something about a baby chicken, baby hamster and baby turtle that have some sort of magical powers and they can fly out of their cages and work together (learning cooperation) to help others (sharing). Anyway, it's a cute show, but they sing this song that the kids also sing a lot. During bath time, at the dinner table, whenever, I'll catch the kids singing it. Here's an example of how it goes from Andrew
And now Cailin's version (sung with her typical 'enthusiasm' - ok, just loud!

I won't bore you with my version, but it's quite a catchy tune, wouldn't you say?

Go Wonder Pets!

A Pine Island Christmas

The weekend before Christmas, we headed down to Pine Island for the Friary side Christmas. We first went to the Kruse farm (Mike's maternal grandmother's side) to celebrate. We saw a bunch of folks and ate and ate and opened presents.


Cailin and Andrew helped with passing out the presents to everyone. I was amazed at how well Cailin was reading names this year.

And the kids had fun seeing everyone.
Wanda and the ham-bone Choppy(Christopher).


The we scooted up to Grandma and Grandpa's place (Mike's parents), which thankfully is only a few short miles away from the Kruse farm for dinner. Great Grandma Bea was already there and the kids were so excited to see everyone.

Andrew really liked opening the presents. He didn't care if it was for him or not, he just liked the process of opening the presents. He kept asking "Does that one say 'happy birthday Andrew' on it mommy?".


The dogs had a blast of course. At one point it seemed to be complete bedlam. There was paper everywhere and the dogs were taking turns ripping it to shreds (Jake's favorite thing about Christmas). Then poor Buster (the older dog at Grandma and Grandpas) was wiped out and took a quick nap.

Some of the presents were wrapped in bubble wrap and that kept Andrew entertained for a while.

He also was content sitting on Grandpa's lap 'helping' him unwrap his presents. He's a very good unwrapper by the way....


Here Great Grandma Bea and Wanda are busy examining gifts.


We had some pretty tired kiddos that got all ready for bed in a hurry and were happy to go to bed. No naps had been a lot that day, so everyone was very ready to pack her up for the night. We stayed at Grandma's overnight and continued the festivities the next morning.

The next morning, we opened up stockings and Andrew was once again content 'helping' everyone open up their presents.


The girls posed for a picture, Wanda, Grandma and Katrine (all in matching sweatshirts of course - the holiday tradition).


The we packed up the truck and headed back to the cities. It had snowed overnight and was still snowing Sunday morning as we packed up. It sure was pretty with a fresh coat of snow on the ground and not too bad for driving either.

Twas the Night Before Christmas....

And it was one of the few nights my kids were excited to go to bed! But before we could do that we needed to make sure the milk and cookies were set out with care for soon old Saint Nick would soon be there.

Each child wanted to pick out a 'special' cookie that we had made just for Santa.


Then We had to place said cookies and said glass of milk next to the tree. I was worried that a dog or cat may destroy what was left for dear old Santa, so we weren't sure if we should do plastic or glass, plastic or glass....hmm we decided Santa deserved the real thing, so glass it was.

We said our prayers and everyone scooted off to bed. The funny part is that recently Andrew has been in the habit of waking up sometime during the night and turning his bedroom light on. Sometimes he gets up, sometimes he just falls back asleep. But many nights, I'll see his light on from under the door and I'll sneak in there and he's out cold with the light blaring. So I was sure to tell the kids that on THIS night, that no one should be awake, because if Santa arrives and he sees that children are awake and/or out of bed, he may very well pass right on by the house to go the next one.

So the next morning, the kids slept in for once. I was shocked. But then I realized that maybe they didn't just sleep in, maybe they were just a little freaked to come out too early in case Santa hadn't arrived as of yet.

So a little after 7am, Cailin crept out and into our room. The first thing she said was "mom, was Santa here?". I said "I don't know, should we go look?" And off she cruised, with me in tow. Once she spied the tree with presents and the stockings lined up full, she squealed "HE'S BEEN HERE MOMMY! HE'S BEEN HERE!".

(you see we had the tree pretty much baricaded because the dog would like to try to grab a branch with it's teeth and attempted repeatedly to pull it over. So we had all sorts of furniture blocking the tree, this was one of the first times we actually had the tree open and in full-view for all. It didn't last long though, at least until the dog woke up and emerged from his kennel.....)


Now we waited until the rest of the family arose and the kids got to work on opening their Santa presents. They were very excited to get a Wii system, a few games and the accompanying pieces.

Proof that Santa had polished his yummy cookies and milk.



We of course spent time talking about the other meaning of Christmas....The kids even sang an inspiring version of "Happy Birthday" to baby Jesus. Of course, that was not caught on film which was a bummer.

Puppy update

I kind of, sort of got in trouble for bashing poor, cute, little sweetie pie Jake (our puppy). Yes, he is cute. Yes, is sweet. BUT, he is kind of a handful! He's tried pulling the Christmas tree down, so now we have that barricaded off. He's harassed the cats non-stop, so they are pretty much in hiding, well except one that is quite a feisty one, Ripley. She's like a thousand years old and is feisty to say the least. She stands her grand and has 'taught' the puppy to respect her authority (quoting Cartman from South Park).

Otherwise, the puppy is doing well. He has assimilated into our family well. The kids love him. Although they are not thrilled when he nibbles their toes, or rips their clothes when playing. We watch him closely around them so no one gets hurt. The kids have learned a lot about how to care for an animal and to be kind to animals as well as they love him to pieces.


He also loves the snow, which is good, because like I've said before, living in Minnesota, we get a lot of snow. He likes to roll around in the snow, bury his entire head in the snow and just make a total mess of himself in the snow. So that's all good.

Winter Fun

Whew! It's been really busy in our house these past few weeks. Turns out that having two kids, working full time (thankfully), getting ready for the holidays, battling colds AND having a puppy keeps one very, very busy!
:)

But we did find some time to get out and play in the snow. Last weekend, Andrew wanted to go out and do some sledding. We have a small hill on the side of our house that dumps directly into our now dormant garden. So that has become our sledding hill in our yard. It's kind of nice not to have to go anywhere to go sledding.

I remained in the house with Cailin since she was getting over a cold/fever. She was very upset that she couldn't go sledding and I was deemed 'the meanest mommy ever' for not letting her go out with her 102.9 fever. Man, I AM mean! Well, that was until she got to watch a movie and snuggle on the couch with me, then I was told "this is exactly what I wanted mommy!". Aaaah, the mind of an almost five year old. As I tell her, 'it's hard being 5!".

Ok, so back to sledding, Cailin was all situated with her movie and then Andrew, Mike AND the puppy Jake went outside to play. Last year, Andrew didn't like being in the snow. He's kind of a sensitive kid. Not just sensitive in his feelings, like he is very sensitive to certain textures as well as things that are cold. So he wasn't a big fan of the snow last year. Well, that was last year. Big boy has grown up a bit!

Getting ready for the first run, Masher not sure what to expect:


Now, on run 3 or 4, enjoying himself.


And now, with the dog:


And yes, the dog liked sledding as well. We had to drag Masher in the house. I kept reassuring Masher that the good news is that since we live in Minnesota, we have months of snow and winter weather ahead of us, so there will be plenty of days to go sledding again......
right.....

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. (www.mycharmingkids.net)

I'm sure you know it was not me that ignored the laundry once again. Oops. I'm sure it just slipped my mind. And it isn't me that still hasn't done anything about Holiday cards as of yet. The organized part of me would never have allowed this much time to go and not have even thought of doing a holiday card yet. No way, couldn't be me. I'm sure if I had neglected to do so as of yet, I'd be all over that very soon. I'm sure. Right?

And it wasn't me that was playing doctor's office with my kids (the innocent kind, not the adolescent kind) and actually dozed off while I was in for 'routine surgery' as my daughter told me. I would never have fallen asleep while we were playing, even if it was for just a few minutes. And it surely wasn't me who was laughing as my daughter used the VeggieTales manger scene as the music (it plays a song of a Veggietale signing "Oh Little Town of Bethlehem")to put me to sleep. Well that laughing must not have been right before I actually dozed off. That must have been a mistake.

And most certainly it wasn't me that used distraction as a means to solve a disagreement between my two kids. You see that would have been the easy way out, instead I'm sure I would have sat with both of them, and thoughtfully discussed the offense and come up with some lengthy peace agreement rather than said "Hey, Andrew - look! The Fraser's turned their Christmas lights on, let's go see". (wow good timing Frasers - thank you!)

It was NOT me that was in a meeting last week at work only to look down and see that I might have had two different socks on. D'OH! Then it also wasn't me that thought back to when I was getting dressed that morning, (running late because of the puppy) that maybe getting dressed in the dark was maybe not such a good idea?? I have got to get to that laundry....

And I'm sure it wasn't me that instead of getting ready for work as I should am sitting on the computer seeing what y'all are up to. (and hearing the dog scratching at the door) Nope, wasn't me either!
;)

Happy Monday!

Before AND After

I started doing some Christmas baking this past weekend. We usually attend a few Christmas gatherings over the next few weeks and it's nice to arrive with a plate of homemade cookies in hand. At least, that's what I'm told ("we'd love to have you and oh, if you could bring some of your cookies, that would be great...").

So I had some 'help' getting cookies started this weekend. My kitchen looked like it had been a part of some type of explosion.
So here is the before:


And AFTER we made cookies....



We were making gingerbread cookies. All was well until I busted out the sprinkles. I made some frosting and then the kids wanted to try EVERY kind of sprinkle we had. We left some looking pretty nice and neat, but some we just let the kids go to town. Some had close to an inch of sprinkles (on top of the frosting).

We also had a few casualties. These didn't make the journey. They were broken in the process and left aside to enjoy by the kids. I actually think they broke a few on purpose just to have some to munch on this weekend.


Too bad the dog doesn't understand the idea of licking up the remnants yet. I had to do that myself. Well, not lick them up, but sweep them up at least.

The kids then had to sample their cookies and after about fifteen minutes of creating designs (and destroying the kitchen) they got bored and disappeared to play in their rooms together.


It's all clean now at least for the moment.

Relax and Enjoy the Ride

I am just exhausted almost every day. Many days I'm already in bed by now, exhausted. And I only have two kids!

So how do people do it. I mean, I love it, don't get me wrong, but it seems like most days I'm flying by the seat of my pants to get it all done. I work full time, my husband does as well, we have a four year old and three year old, cats and now a puppy. We have a house that needs cleaning, laundry that needs cleaning - you know - all that stuff. So I sit here at 10 minutes after 9 in the evening and think 'what am i doing on the computer? The house is a disaster, the puppy is chewing on an Easter basket that he found god knows where, the dishwasher needs emptying, the laundry needs folding and I NEED to go to bed to start this all over again in a few short hours.'

But I remind myself that a messy house or unfolded laundry does not make unhappy children or an unhappy family. I try to remind myself that the clothes will get folded eventually and that the dishes will find their way back to the cabinet soon. But moments like this

don't come along too often. We put our Christmas tree up and both kids eagerly helped. We listened to nice music and they just played so cooperatively (which believe me at 3 and 4 can be a miracle some days). It was really awesome.

So I just need to remind myself to relax. Just relax about the small stuff and enjoy the fun stuff. Because time does move quickly and as Ferris Bueller said in 1986 (not that I'm dating myself at all) "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it". So I guess I'll try and remember that as I trip over the Easter basket in the hall.
:)

Happy Wednesday!

Swimming anyone?

Yes, it seems like an odd time of year to be discussing this, however, Cailin and I stopped by the Foss Swim school in Chanhassen the other day to get her registered for winter swim classes.

You may recall that Cailin had swimming lessons previously and only entered the pool once. Yes, once. My little fish, only went into the swimming lesson pool one time. Otherwise refusing to go. She got a little freaked out by the set up, so we decided to try another venue.

Most of the kids have swim goggles and Cailin was all excited to get her own swim goggles. As soon as we got home, little mash (aka Andrew) found said goggles and decideded to try them on.

Thirsty boy, drinking his milk!

Funny but he figured those out quickly!


I guess he'll be up next for swimming lessons.