Mexican food and football

One guess where the tv in the restaurant is located.

Busted up nose.

On Saturday morning (yesterday) Simon and I were horsing around on our big bed and he dove for the pillows at the top and overshot the pillows and went nose first into the wall. It so sad, the poor guy immediately started to cry (who wouldn't) and kept saying 'Noooo!' like he didn't want it to have happened. Believe me, I didn't want it to have happened either. No blood, but a small bruise across the bridge of his nose and some swelling. I still wouldn't be surprised if he ended up with two black eyes, but so far he's good. 

It's really hard to get a picture of it, so I guess that means it's not as bad as I keep thinking it is. 

He's eating a pretzel, which is why he is making a funny expression.

Bran flakes and bananas

A while back I had bran flakes for breakfast, before that the only cereal that Simon had ever had was cheerios. After I let him try mine he discovered that he LOVES bran flakes and bananas. Now they are a common breakfast request. The order of requested breakfast recently is muffins, then pancakes, and third is bran flakes. The first two seem about right for a 2 year old but every time he asks for bran flakes and gets SUPER excited when I say yes I sort of chuckle to myself. 

Tuesday Park District Class

On Tuesdays Simon goes to a Chicago park district class with Karmen and Tyler. It's in a park space across the street from her house and will be a great activity when the weather starts getting cold and rainy later this fall.

Basketball.

Tiny airplane.

Tiny airplane flying high!

Across the hall there were adults doing an exercise class.
Apparently it was hard to keep him from joining in

Then some time at the park outside because it stopped raining.

Baseball with mama

Monday afternoons Jenn has class and I watch Simon on my own. Yesterday after he woke up from nap we went down to the park and played some baseball. I sat on the grass and pitched while he batted. I'd say 'batter up!' and he would take position and then he would practice swing (what you see below) and then I'd throw the ball. He hit a fair amount of them - I was pretty impressed. And he always went to get the ball, hit or miss, so I got to just sit in the grass and watch him run around. It was a lovely afternoon.

For the very observant, those are new sunglasses. We looked and looked and couldn't find his sunglasses so I finally just gave in and ordered him a new pair. The day they arrived, of course, I found his old pair. Now he has two! 

His stance is actually with more bent knees, but he was confused about the camera coming out.

Practice Swing!

Big blue truck

Making his own big blue truck...

Twins

My boys dressed up like twins...