4th of July

Sadly, this is the only picture my mommy remembered to take all 4th of July weekend. We went to Lorton Lake with Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Kelley, Maddie, Great Grandma, G.G., and Uncle David. Uncle Greg and Steph were there for a little while, too. 4th of July is Grandma's birthday, so everyone throws a big party for her and sets off lots of fireworks. At least, that's what she told me. It was lots of fun. We got to go to the beach and play with a dump truck, and then I got to pick out a ball and turtle choo choo to take home. It was really cold and windy, though, so we didn't stay too long. After my nap, Uncle Greg and Stephanie were there and we had dinner. Then, we got to see lots and lots of fireworks. There were so many colors and they were so noisy. They said, "Boom! Pshhh! Roar!" I really liked them. And then we got to eat cake that tasted like pudding. It was the best day!

The next day was a much nicer day, and Maddie and I played outside in our little house. Aunt Kelley even let us eat our lunch out there. That is what this picture is of. We had red applesauce, and it was tasty. I finally got to go out on the boat, but then it was time to go home. I was sad, but Mommy says we'll try to go back after everything has slowed down. I'm not really sure what that means, but I hope it means we can go back.

Jack -And A Whole Lot More- In The Box

As you may or may not be aware, we are gearing up for another move. Technically, this will be our 4th in 2 years. With any luck, it will be our last for quite some time. This is the first move, however, where Jack is somewhat aware of what is going on. In an effort to distract him from the boxes we were trying to pack, we set up a particularly large one for him to use as a fort. In typical toddler fashion, he opted to copy Mommy and Daddy instead.

He carefully put every toy that we've left out for him to play with inside his box, taking special care to move books out of the way when the big ball didn't quite fit all the way to the back. And every so often, he would try to back in, just to be sure he still fit. I'm not sure if he was trying to use it as a fort, but with every last toy that he owns inside it with him, or if he's afraid that since we aren't packing his toys that we are going to leave them-and him!- behind. Either way, it was really adorable.

Papa's Choo Choo

This is me and my Uncle Joe Joe playing in the back of my Papa's choo choo (or truck, if you don't speak Jack). I like Papa's choo choo. It is blue, my favorite color.

Cherry Festival at Cobblestone Farm Winery

On Saturday, me, Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma all went down to Cobblestone Farm Winery to their Cherry Festival. It was lots and lots of fun. I ate soooo many cherries. I even got to pick some! The best part, though, was spitting out the pit. I'm usually not supposed to spit stuff out, but this time I was allowed. It was a little tricky, though. You have to get just the right part - the little stone in the middle. Sometimes, it is hard to find.

After we picked cherries, there was a band playing music and we got to dance. When I first heard the band, I was still in the cherry orchard and they were singing Wild Cherry's "Play that Funky Music (White Boy)." I just HAD to dance. Mommy and Daddy did finally convince me to leave the orchard, but I ran straight for the stage. We did lots more dancing, and Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma had some juice but I was allowed to have any. I didn't think it was very nice of them to not share. They said it wasn't very good anyway, though, so I guess I'll forgive them. All in all, it was a really fun afternoon. I hope to get to do it again sometime.