June 4, 2011- Big Surf

I hadn’t worn my pilot hat in a while but yesterday I decided it was a necessary accessory.

Mommy always has a big to do list for summer. During the school year she doesn’t have much time for the deep household cleaning stuff so in the summer she deep cleans and organizes. This is her first week off but she is already making good progress. She cleaned my playroom (top of family room) and moved some things around. She moved all the baby toys that I’m too small for out. Then she cleaned my other playroom (middle bedroom) and started to make it the new baby room. She moved all the baby toys there and moved all my big kids things out. Finally she cleaned my room and moved all the old baby stuff  that she’d been storing in the closet  (since I was born) to the babies room. Her and daddy even changed my bed back to a crib and then moved the fire engine bed into my room. Obviously there is more work to be done but it is a start.


I slept in it this afternoon for nap. Yes, Mommy noticed all the dust and cleaned it later. Daddy bought us season passes for Big Surf and today we went to check it out. It was so much fun. I was a little hesitant for the first slide but after that I wanted to try them all. There are still a couple I’m too small for but I got to do way more than last year when I could only do the little blue slides. We had so much fun at all the big boy stuff we didn’t even check out the baby pool.

We started off slow with the little blue slides I did last year but then we tried these tunnel slides. I yelled, “weee” and made noises all the way down. Mommy said it was so fun waiting at the bottom and listening to me. The first time down about half way I said, “Daddy, where are you?” It was pitch black and I wasn’t even scared.  See me waiting at the top of the yellow slide. I liked the orange better because it went faster.

Before we headed for more slides we hit the wave pool for a little while.

This was my first slide on a tube. I rode double with Mommy or Daddy. These two (one tunnel and one exposed) were by far my favorite and I rode them over and over and over and over…you get the idea. 
 
Marlo (the lady for the motorcycle accident) sent me some temporary tattoos for her psychology practice. That was so sweet of her to think of me.