Monday, May 14, 2007

Colin's busy day off

First, some photos from the weekend:










































































So last Monday I had Anna home all day, and this Monday it was Colin's turn. To celebrate I carted him all over our little part of the world. First we went to the pediatrician, who said he had a mild case of strep. She did not feel inclined to run a strep test but did feel inclined to put him on antibiotics. Then we went to the dance store to get ballet slippers (in black, which is only for boys in the Royal Academy of Dance that our studio follows). Then we went to 2 different sports stores (which Colin loved -so many different kinds of balls, boats, and tents!) to find white soccer shorts and a snug black shirt, which is what the dance instructor wants him to wear for the recital.

After procuring ballet items, Colin was hungry and close to melt down. "I want to go to a food store!" he said. "I want a cheese sandwich, with rice and beans." He wanted a quesadilla, so I found him one. Then we went to the grocery store/pharmacy. We had just enough time to throw the stuff in the fridge before it was time to pick Anna up and then go to ballet class. The dance teacher approved all our purchases, but Colin did not want to wear his new ballet slippers. He said, "I want to wear my feet!" Poor guy, after going all day, he really just wanted to play with the train set.

8 comments:

Emily said...

Great pictures! What are the kids looking at in the last one?

Anonymous said...

Lovely pics,Jennifer.

peevish said...

I love the photos, especially the first & last ones!

Anonymous said...

Bless him, bet he was shattered poor little guy.

The Library Lady said...

"I want to wear my feet!"
Love it, love it, love it--what a great line to remember when he's bigger!

Vetmommy said...

In the last photo they are looking at the eggs freshly laid by a ladybug. Exciting, minute stuff!

Sinda said...

Colin looks JUST like Anthony!

Unknown said...

I love all those photos. The scrunched up faces of concentration are mirror images of what their parents do, so funny.