Vivian Climbing

 Vivian climbed to the top of a high structure at a playground when we took Sam to soccer.  Lanie was a little wary of the height, while she stood safely on the ground beneath.

Lanie's Fan Club

At dismissal at the children's school the other day, I was trying to finish something up on my laptop, so Lanie went to hang out with a mother we know.  She was loving the attention and a little group of children proceeded to gather around her.  She ended up bossing them around, "you run!" and they'd do a lap around the playground.  "You fall!" and they'd drop to the ground.
She thought this was great fun.

Playground

So fun that they are finally starting to play together (and argue, but I'll focus on the positive!).

Eventful Morning

So far it's been one of those busy mornings at our house, completely kid related however (and there's only two!).

• Vivian learned how to scoot across the rug using one arm and her legs to retrieve things that she wanted (mostly Sam's toys).  Meanwhile, Sam was playing with his cars and eating his breakfast on the couch and decided his car should run through his strawberries.  Somehow this happened on top of the white curtain that hangs behind the couch, smearing strawberries on the curtain and all over the couch.  We cleaned up the couch up together and put the curtain in the washing machine.
• While we cleaned up, Vivian was "taking a nap" in Sam's crib.  When I went into check, she had located his sippy cup that he has water in, and was effectively drinking it (the child who won't take a bottle).
• I finally get them ready to leave the house and they are at the bottom of the stairs while I ran back up to get long sleeved shirts.  Sam called up, "I played a trick on Viv!  She's laughing."  The trick was that he fed her a leaf, more specifically, "this dirty, junk leaf from the stairs, mom."  The baby who is not interested in food ate the leaf and was indeed laughing.  The leaf was in specks around her mouth and in her drool on her chin.  She kept coughing all morning.  She should have had the sippy cup after the leaf.
• We met our friends at the playground.  Sam had two huge meltdowns after playing only in the sun and refusing to move to the shade or have a snack.  Five minutes before we left, he wiped out while running with a wagon with three wheels (go figure).  Then he didn't move his arm for the next ten minutes, except to clutch it and scream for his father.  I called Chris so that we could go to the pediatrician's across the street thinking it was nursemaid's elbow (when the elbow pops out of the socket, he's done it before).  Chris arrived and we went over to the pediatrician, where Sam immediately proceeded to play with the toys with both arms and give Chris a high five.  Which, all being said, is better than nursemaid's elbow and having to pop it back in.  We came home and put a band aid on it.  

Now it is thankfully nap time... 

Dump Truck

At the playground Sam is obsessed with this dump truck.  I take him there so that he can use the structures, slides, and swings that we don't have at home, but he will literally run around with the dump  truck for up to an hour if I don't intervene.  Yesterday he decided that he could ride on it, instead of pushing it or filling it with sand.  However, to ride it, he needed my keys so that he could "turn it on."  So he tried to ride around like this, with my keys in the cab.