Medium Annoying Toy

Another in the series of annoying toys- although this one I don't mind as much. Hunter has just figured out how to use it and plays with it quite a bit.

The Van Full of Women

And another installment of annoying toys we now own. We call this his "van full of women". His Nanny and Poppy back in Cape Breton bought it for them. They were boxing it up to send to us when they realized all of the pictures on it were girls- who are brushing their hair, etc. Nanny felt so bad for sending it, but we get a kick out of it. Hunter loves to drive his women around the house. Although, the noise this thing makes is unreal. We have now put a ban on both sets of grandparents- no more noisy, plastic crap!! Lets see if that rule sticks (you hear me out there grandparents?? send books, wooden blocks, and chickens. Yes chickens. I want chickens, but Matt says no. So if the boy gets them as a gift.... well then the husband cannot say no!)

My boy as the Incredible Hulk

Natural Consequences

Hunter and Tweak are very entertaining to watch. Hunter loves to pull Tweaks tail, hair, whiskers, etc. We have been waiting for the cat to have enough and swat Hunter. We have left the two of them alone to figure this out for themselves; natural consequence I like to think of it as. The cat has finally started to fight back a little with a couple of swats to the side of Hunters head and a little nibble or two to his fingers. It hurt Hunters feelings at first (she didn't use claws, so no bodily harm was done), but now Hunter thinks it is a game. And the cat isn't any better. She gets pissed off that they boy is attacking her, but then she goes and lays right in front of him and flicks her tail in his face. Ah well. The two of them will figure out who is boss soon enough. My money is on the cat.

Going for the tail:


The "I hate you" look:


The "I am going to rub my ass on your pillow when you aren't looking" look:

Another edition of....

WE ARE BAD PARENTS AND WE ARE OKAY WITH IT!

Mish-Mash

Oh mama- I don't think I could fit another bite of oatmeal...


The Chef Boyardee incident. I had never tried this stuff before and I though ah what the hell. So Hunter and I had it for lunch. We everything was orange! What a mess- never again! It stains everything including the kid. No preservatives my ass.


The turtle tub toy that Hunter likes to take everywhere in his mouth.


Foxy Loxy visiting us last week:

May Long Weekend

Last weekend we went out to Drury Creek Campground on Little Salmon Lake. It started so nice. We were out at the lake by Friday at noon and the weather was warm and sunny. We got set up, had a bit of a problem with our propane, but a new friend from Faro fixed it for us. But that evening the rain started and did not end!! We came home Sunday afternoon after being rained out. Even with the rain we had a very nice time and Hunter loved his first camping weekend in the camper.

We put him in the playpen outside to reduce the rock/dirt eating:


He LOVED looking at the fire. Just like mommy:


Naked baby in the camper:


We put a tarp and some mats on the ground for Hunter to play on. Kept him off the wet ground and again reduced that amount of rocks/dirt that was ingested:


Sticks proved to be tasty too:


Little Salmon Lake


Dad and his boy at the lake:


Mom and her boy at the lake:


The campground:


Camping was exhausting!