Butt-fly’s and Sugar Highs

 

My sister-in-law, Maegan, called recently to invite me along with her and the rug rats to the Women and Baby Expo for Halloween and I don’t care if the Queen of England would have been arriving that day for tea, I would have cancelled my plans!  But as my calendar was Queen-free that day, I got to spend a wonderful day with Maegan and the kids.

I have to say though, after following her around and helping to herd the runaways while changing diapers and attempting to turn frowns upside down, I have much respect for her as she juggles 3 kids, who are adorable…when they want to be…and still has a smile on her face at the end of the day.  You can tell she truly enjoys being a Mom and she’s great at it!

And like everything else, this event needed to be torturously photographed by yours truly and shared with the rest of the world.  But really, take a look at our elegant little Elli “Butt-fly” (again one of Isaac’s famous words) and tell me these moments shouldn’t be shared.  (I’m in no way biased, she can’t help that she’s the cutest little Butt-fly!)

Mommy and Elli Butt-fly

         I absolutely love the smile she gives!  You have to wonder if at some point she isn’t wondering what in the world Mommy is doing to her.

Isaac on the other hand wasn’t so compliant with dressing up.  When asked if he was going to be a conductor for Thomas, he adamantly gave a “NO!!!” each time.  At least he wore the hat.  Isaiah simply had no choice in the matter…he was gonna be the cutest darn puppy dog he could be and I guess dressing like a puppy dog is a small price to pay when your only chore is to cry when you poo and to grow in your sleep.  Where I sign up for that job?!?

You many want to mark this one in the books…they are holding hands…although I think Elianna looks a little unsure of this whole ordeal.  (Soak it up now, girl, he won’t always play so nice…I would know, your Daddy is MY older brother and they only get worse with age…oh, just kidding, Mikey, I forgot you can see this!)

There were venders galore at this event and most were giving out candy…sure give them a sugar high, you won’t have to deal with them later!  They got balloons and candy…

…ice cream from Turkey Hill…

(For those wondering, yes, the ears came with the outfit)

…cuddle time with Mommy…

…a chance to pet some alpaca’s…

…and we got lots of smiles in return!

At one point we stopped for a break from all the

walking  to check out some of the goodies acquired along the way.  We had attempted to watch Bob the Builder in his show, but as much as Isaac enjoys the TV version of Bob, he wasn’t so fond of the larger-than-life real version of Bob on the stage.  (Poor guy took one look at the big dude and promptly said, “I want go home, pay trains.”)  So it gave us an opportunity to check out the venders without so much stroller traffic.  Isaac also utilized the break to play with the train Aunt Jess gave (yea, so what if I choose to buy their love…it’s worth the smile on their face and a half-hearted hug!) and to also ham it up a little.  I see that smile plenty of times, just not usually when the camera is clicking.

‘Oh dearie me’

                     ‘That’s right, I’m one hot Butt-fly…and who are you?’

And then came the bouncy blow-up playground…a device of torture for grown-ups because after attempting to tuck your boobies into your jeans and chase after the little rug rats, who could very well run circles around your jiggly parts (I’m speaking clearly of myself here as my sister-in-law has a body I envy), the rug rats pop up and make a mad dash for the line screaming…"AGAIN, AGAIN"!!!  Lord have mercy on this poor gal, my bones have already begun creaking at the near thought of getting out of bed in the morning, let alone, chasing a 3 year old through a massive slippery plastic torture-tube.  But again, Maegan comes out smiling!

Of course next to the slippery tube of torture was the house of thigh-burning horror.  Ya know the kind with the air filled obstacles inside that kids can just dive under while the objects just seem to know how to obstruct your left arm and your right leg from following the rest of your body.  And once again, the kids have climbed around and through you several times before you’ve even made it huffing and puffing through the first obstacle.  But it was a blast to see Isaac run and play and be a part of it all…now if I could just find my boobies again…”Hey, kid, have you seen…”

 

And this little puppy dog (only from the waist down, it was WAY too hot in there to sweat the poor guy out in the whole costume!) slept through most of the day.  I just love him…he always smells so delicious…except when he poos!

A self portrait with Aunt Jess…this was taken prior to the thigh-burning horror house…you wouldn’t have wanted any photos afterwards as some parts no longer matched up correctly!

I believe at this point Isaac was starting to space out a little…

…and space out a little more…”Isaac are you tired?”  “NO!”  I attempted to lay down with him when we got back to their house and he actually laid with me for quite some time while we watched a Thomas movie, but he wouldn’t have any parts of a nap…almost, but yet again unsuccessful.  Stubborn little guy!

I took this one while Maegan was out pumping gas.  She was standing beside his window making faces at him and I couldn’t help but snap a few pictures cause it was just, well…too cute!                      Maegan, any time you need someone to tag along either for moral support, a distraction, or a buffer for the slippery torture tube, I’m game!!!