Full Time or Part Time?

I haven't quite figured out if Mommy was just kidding when she said she was going to work part-time because she worked the entire week. She explained to me that because Heather and Mommy had two contract days, followed by the three days with students, she had to work 5 full days. What that meant for me was NO Mommy all week. I think I saw her for approx. 1 hour a day, but when I did, I greeted her with one of my most slobbery kisses! She promises that next week will be better, although she worked 4 hours today and it is a holiday weekend! It is Daddy's tradition to take a picture of Mommy on the first day of school. She always holds up the year it is for teaching (ten fingers=10th year of teaching). Mommy says next year she will have to figure out how to hold up a toe with her hands to make 11!

While Mommy worked, I spent the week at Jenny's house. I am doing well at daycare and enjoy hanging out with Mason and Justice. Mason is just a few months older than me and we act like brothers when we are together (sometimes a good thing, sometimes not). Next week, I will go to Jenny's 2 1/2 days, since it is officially Mommy's first week of part-time...yeah!

Since summer is winding down, we decided it was time to finally make our stepping stone for the garden. Auntie Stefanie bought it for us at Christmas and we were excited to make the stone for our garden. Summer slipped away and we found the mixture, glow in the dark jewels, and lettering on a shelf. Daddy mixed up the concrete and away we went. I really didn't like the feel of the stuff, which is why Daddy shoved my pacifier in my mouth so that the neighbors wouldn't call the police on him, since I was screaming Bloody Murder. We also put Liberty's footprint on the stone and she just sat there while they held her foot down~show-off.

Mommy received the "dreaded" phone call from daycare on Tuesday. I decided to travel down a gravel driveway on my face and Jenny nearly called an ambulance because my face was a bloody mess. Luckily, once I was cleaned up, it was mostly minor cuts and scrapes. Mommy thinks I look like the Scarecrow from Wizard of Oz and people are commenting on what a "tough guy" I am with these wounds. The scabs are starting to fall off and it doesn't look like there will be any scarring (whew!)

Read the shirt... BORN WILD! Daddy celebrated his 34th birthday on Wednesday! It was quite the feat for us to pull off the arrangements for his day, since Mommy was MIA all week. We decided to have a low-key night and invited Grandma over for pizza and cake. Daddy received a new camoflauge hunting duffel bag, a set of MN Wild tickets (Mommy called dibs on the second ticket), a MN Wild clock for his office, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse DVD (that was for me too), and a new Badgers hat and GAP shirt. He was happy about his gifts. Grandma bought him cool things for the grill and money so that he can go get a Carhart coat he has wanted (and hopefully one for me too).

I loved helping Daddy open his gifts. I could definitely get used to this!

This crazy pose was a combination of needing bedtime and wanting to help Daddy blow out his birthday candles.

On Labor Day weekend, we had several fun events planned. We headed to Grandma's to do some skiing and pontooning. Since Mommy will not let me ski until I am at least 3 years old, I had to settle for a pontoon ride. The good news is I got to drive the boat and we stopped for ice cream and pizza at a little resort bar on the lake. We tried to get a family picture, but they couldn't get me to smile...maybe that's because the sun was right in my eyes (where is my hat or sunglasses?)

The last event we had planned was Grandma Lois' family reunion. The good part was it was close to home and it was at a park. Mommy planned on working in her classroom (for 4 hours, like I said above), so she didn't go. Daddy gave Mommy a sad report of my behavior when we got home. He told her that I bit Daddy on his shoulder (hello, I am teething here), that I pushed a little guy my age in the face, TWICE, while he sat nicely in his stroller, and that I was pushing Hudson (2nd cousin). Mommy was NOT happy about this behavior and said she would have put me in timeout at the reunion if she would have been there. It was probably a good thing that Mommy was in her classroom today. I was also a good boy at the reunion. I danced with Grandma as Great-Uncle Randy played his guitar. I think Grandma was trying to teach me how to polka.

I could have hung out all day listening to Uncle Randy, but it was time for us to head home to see Mommy. I am excited to have one more day with Mommy and Daddy, thanks to Labor Day. We are hoping to head to the park tomorrow and enjoy the beautiful weather. Next time I write, hopefully my face will be all better! Have a great week everyone!