Hola. How I have missed my bloggity blog!!
So...Let's see. Alot has happened in the past week, so forgive me if this is a little off, or jumps around.
Halloween; It was a success, it went exactly as planned!! Dink was, in fact, the most handsome little fire man ever. He also got Hubby & I lots of candy! In case you were wondering we did get the little orange and black peanut butter things made in the mid sixties! My uber cute story from that night is this; Dink, being a literal minded almost 3 year old, knocked on a door, woman answered, he said "twick or treeeat," to which she replied, "Smell my feet!" Well...Dink decided that wouldn't be acceptable and told her "No! That's stinky!!" Yes, he got candy from her, and she got a good laugh, as did the rest of us.
Seeing as I haven't had any cakes to do recently you all get to still hear stories about my kid. Deal with it, he is adorable, sweet, and funny as hell.
The past week or so, he has been doing really good at waking me up if he has to go potty in the middle of the night, well last night he didn't wake up at all. Thankfully, this meant I didn't have to either!! I got him up and as I was getting him ready today, I said, "Wow buddy! You slept like a rock last night!" to which I got the 'look' and he proclaimed "Mommy, (2 year old eyeroll) I am NOT a rock." Ok, time for me to think of how I'm going to explain this to him. "That was an idiom darling. I meant to tell you that you slept without waking for an extended period of time." That wouldn't work I'm sure, so I had to think of a two year old reply...."You slept like a Dink last night." to which he replied "YUP!" and then tore off across his room before I was able to hold him down to wrangle him into his Mickey Mouse underoos.
Oh, the Apple Butter Festival...
So Dink and I met my cousin, his wife and daughter at the barn, before we headed down to the festival. We stopped to feed the horses a few carrots. Dink was in his stroller (no way was I going to let him walk (me chase him) all day in that size crowd) and we stopped near the pasture and a few of the horses came by to see what noms (that's the dork word for food; Noms) we brought carrots and held our hands out flat and they came and ate a few...Dink wanted to give Johnny one. Now, Johnny is a HUGE black horse...beautiful...I'm guessing 16-17 hands, but I'm also kind of making that up because I don't know much horse lingo, I also don't know how much a hand is...I'm guessing it's the size of my hand...I also don't know where you measure the hands at...ok....to sum up....Johnny = big black horse. Well, Dink (still in stroller) was looking/talking to me asking for more carrots....Johnny also wanted more carrots, he poked his GIANT head through the fence and got about 8 inches from Dink's face (the side not facing the horse) you can only imagine the "Holy SHIT" face I got from Dink when he turned back around. Lets just say it's a good thing I decided to stick a pull up on him before we left. Because I'm almost positive he peed himself.
Ok, that's all until my kid does something else amazing tonight, to which I will shout it out to you tomorrow!!
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