As if I couldn't make the fact that my kids are growing too fast any harder, on Friday while Ella was at school we got Peter his booster seat for the car. He's been wanting one for a while because he knows his cousin and his friends all have them. I've been holding out because I love that he can't get up when he wants and I know he's in there good when I get in my own seat. Also, I spent too much on those car seats to have their life-span shortened by the wants of a little boy. Now John is using Peter's, since it has the "mossy oak" pattern that is Andrew's favorite and John's will be used for visitors and the event that Peter unbuckles himself one more time before I turn off the car. We told him that if does that again, he's going back to the other seat for a while.
Here they are. We got the box out after Daddy got home and they busted out their "toodles" to build the chair. You can see each one of them has something for helping. Ella even has goggles on.
Peter even has his toy screwdriver and John is testing out the durability already.
When it was all done, Peter sat in it and yelled enthusiastically, "It is PERFECT!!" He looks like he's filled with joy, and he was.
On Saturday, Andrew had to work and my friend was over with her boys. Ella started the whole thing by getting the box from Peter's seat and putting it on her head. I embellished them with foil and straws and they walked around saying, "I-am-a-rollobot."
I love the way they say words wrong. These little "rollobots" are still enjoying those boxes. They decorated them with stickers and stamps. John has one, which is smaller, but he's not as into it.

This is my toddler-build porch swamp. Notice the sun. We haven't seen that in a few days. It came out tonight. After about 5 inches of rain in the past few days. Hurricane Irene. We got the outskirts of the weather. This very weather caused our Saturday night plans to be deterred until Monday. My friend had a great party planned for her son which was to be all outside. I got a call while the kids were napping saying it would have to be postponed. Well, usually that wouldn't be a big deal. I make a point to NOT tell my kids anything that will happen until we are just about loaded in the car. This is because plans change and I hate the looks on their faces when I have to tell them it's cancelled. However, Ella had colored a picture, we had shopped for the gift and Peter had drifted off to sweet nap time slumber knowing he would arise to a party. I actually did something I normally wouldn't do. Even Andrew took a post-call nap with the kids to make it. I asked my friend if we could still come over. Is that just so tacky or what?? She said her other friend had done the same. I'm glad we are good enough friends that this will not reflect poorly on me as a person :). We went out to her house and had a nice time with her "pre-party."Ella actually woke me up by asking, "Is this the day for the rest of the party?" We get to hang out twice in 3 days. I see it as a bonus. Sidenote: I know kids need to learn how to deal with disappointment. I often prepare them, but if it involves a 'maybe' I do not even go there. They get told NO and NOT TODAY often enough. Truth be told, when stuff gets cancelled, I think I am just as bummed.

This entire little pot is filled with rain water.
I had to laugh as I opened my purse today. You see, the contents of my satchel are not what they used to be. Today it holds
1. a headband the Ella decided not to wear.
2. My wallet that is covered in claim stickers I forgot to put on the nursery list after church.
3. A necklace that Ella put in there after her class.
4. 3 diapers
5. My new book for Bible Study called Jonah.
6. A bag of organic baby food that I got with a coupon and I give it to John or even Ella or Peter if we're going to be away from home a long time.
7. A pink kazoo.
Before I took the picture I removed the turquoise mary janes I wore at church. I had to put my rain boots on outside.
My phone usually goes in the outer pocket.
My chapstick is in there too. Along with some Arby's coupons.
Oh these are the days.