Out of respect for Katherine Saubel’s (a very important member of the native community) passing the tribe closed down at three today and will be closed all day tomorrow. I ended up leaving just before four and picked up the kids on my way home. Dar was at an OB appointment, I’m so glad that guys don’t have to do that. I can’t imagine I would handle a Doc all up in my business as well as she does. G has dance on Monday nights so I took the kids home long enough to grab a snack and pick up her tap shoes. The Boy did really good while at G’s dance class. He sat on my lap for the first fifteen minutes and played with my pen and talked and waved to some of the other waiting parents. Then he had enough so we took a walk. He was intrigued by the dancers in the Zumba class next door. We stood there for a bit while he wiggled to the music. I think Dar and Tara could really get into Zumba if they would give it a chance, there were all kinds of men and women (mostly women) in there; some were really good at it and some were obviously beginners but everyone was having fun! After he had enough of that we continued walking past all the shops in the strip mall until we came to the very last shop. They had an open sign that was flashing red and blue. He loved it! He pointed to it and made several exclamations that I’m sure meant something to the effect of “LOOK AT THAT!”, THAT IS SUPER AWESOME!”, or “GET ME ONE OF THOSE NOW!”. Later on I put him in the bed of my truck so he could romp around and I could take some pictures of what i hoped would be the squint but he was holding out on me.
He’s not surprised in this next one, he’s just saying “Oooh Oooh Ooooooooooh”.
Dar made spaghetti for dinner and the most amazing broccoli! She steamed the broccoli and then made this sauce from raw garlic, lemon juice and olive oil. Holy rollie pollie it was tasty! I scraped the bowl with the broccoli florets to get all the tangy goodness at the bottom. It would have been a shame to waste even a single drip. G and The Boy liked it too. Good job Babe! Brigham was being fussy just before dinner, which is actually the norm, so when I was undressing him (spaghetti sauce and kids clothes don’t mix) I left his shirt half way on his head just to see what he would do. He thought it was funny and kept busy trying to take it off until diner was served.
Here comes the Squint!
During dinner The Boy started doing the squint for us. We would squint for him and he would squint for us. It’s a Cotton Family dinner activity favorite. So here are some pictures of our best Brigham Squint, we’ll call this the Cotton Family Squint.
