Guest Starring Hugh??

Hugh and Miles play a new game together. Unfortunately, I wasn't in earshot when the game was conceptualized, however from what I gather, the creator is obvious. The boys call the game, "Hugh". With a roll of the eyes, I call it, "Oh brother".
Here's how it is played:
Miles: Hugh, Hugh. Let's play Hugh.
Hugh: Okay Miles.
Miles: No, no, no, no. I'm Hugh, remember?
Hugh: Oh yeah. Sorry Hugh.
Miles: That's okay Hugh.
Hugh: Hugh would like to build a construction site.
Miles: Sure Hugh. That's a good idea.
Hugh: Thanks Hugh.
Miles: You're welcome Hugh....
And so on and so forth in this manner and the only rule thus far...don't call Miles, Miles.
What I find most curious is that Miles is very keen to play "Hugh". In fact, when Hugh tried to switch things around a little and asked Miles to call him, "Miles", Hugh {the real Hugh that is...Yowsers, I'm getting confused} was emphatically shut down. Very curious indeed...I guess it's just that much fun to be Hugh!
xo

6 Months :: Greatest Hits Part 1

Happy 6 Months Arlo!

Month 0Month 1Month 2Month 3Month 4Month 5TodayThank you for your love and laughter. Thank you for your shiny cheeks and chubby middle. Thank you for your sparkly eyes and slobbery kisses. Thank you for pulling Hugh's hair {He'd like you to know this is one of his favourite things about you...don't ask me...he's your brother.} Thank you for falling asleep on your own. Thank you for staying asleep. Thank you for eating prunes. Thank you for sitting still. Thank you for curling your left foot every time you chew on something. {This is one of my favourite things about you...it completely fascinates me.} Thank you for giggling when you toot. {This is one of Daddy's favourite things about you...that, and warm snuggles.} And most of all, we thank you for YOU!
We love you Arlo!
Happy 6 Months.{Daddy, Mummy & Hugh :: age 6 months}
xo

Patch vs. Maze

At the pumpkin patch today, we arrived at two conclusions ::
1. Picking out pumpkins in the cold wind is mildly miserable.2. Finding a corn maze next to the pumpkin patch is simply marvelous. Not only are you shielded from the wind... but it's also the ideal place to perform your best cornstalk impersonation.
And you never know what you'll find. Oh sure, there's corn...but what about a scarecrow sitting on a bench? Or a play gym with a slide?How about a bridge? Patch, you gave us a few nice pumpkins...but this year, we choose Maze!{Did you spy Hugh in the shot above?}
xo

A Blur

Early cabin fever...uh-oh.xo

One For The Memory Pocket

'Is that Mummy?' I heard Hugh ask David while perched on his father's lap watching old Muppet videos.

FREEZE:
There are many moments along this swirly-twirly parental journey that I am determined to remember. And this is one of them...
1. I love Julie Andrews
2. I love to yodel. Ahem. I love trying to yodel...especially The Lonely Goatherd while driving in the car with my loyal audience members strapped down...unable to escape.
UNFREEZE:
'Please', I said to myself, 'Please don't ever forget this moment. And when you are feeling down and dumpy, just remember that for one beautiful moment, your son thought you were Julie Andrews'.

xo

RUN Aunt Eleanor RUN!

In honour of Aunt Eleanor running the Chicago Marathon today, we decided to host our own race...perhaps slightly smaller than the Windy City's but certainly just as remarkable. After minutes of training, our fearless athletes: Hugh the Mighty Machine and Hank the Bucking Bronco took their starting positions. The crowd person watching waited in shivering anticipation for the marathon to begin. Would our runners be able to see their way through watery eyes and runny noses? Would Hank's toque fall over his face blinding him from the finish? Would Hugh's pink Crocs and flashlight carry him the distance of 26.2 feet? It was hard telling my friends...hard tellin'.After a very dramatic countdown and an impressive fake buzzer sound, the boys were off!
"RUN Hugh RUN!"
"RUN Hank RUN!", shouted the spectator.At the 15 feet mark, each boy needed a quick water break and then continued on their way to cross the finish line!The judge's cold breath got in the way to actually see who won...so it was only fair to award both boys 1st place!Congratulations Aunt Eleanor! We are so tremendously proud of you!!!
Master's
Marriage
Marathon
Probably safe to say now...the letter M is complete!
xo

Saturday

After days and days of rain, we reveled in the warmth from the glowing sun as it took an occasional glimpse from behind billowy clouds. We shook tiny puddles off of our swings' seat and squealed with delight as we soared above the soggy earth. xo