Someone Help Me!

Anyone know what it feels like to be locked out of your house by your not-quite-yet-two-year-old child? Yep....I do! While in the process of feeding my two four-legged furry children (whose food happens to be stored in the garage), my son decided it would be funny to close the door to the garage behind me and lock the deadbolt. FUNNY! HAHA! You got me, Luke! NOW PLEEEEEAAAASE open the door and let mommy in! Whose response on the other side of the door is giggling and the little pitter patter of feet running away. He comes back to check on me (whew!) but then laughs and runs away again (is this really happening to me?). Now the crying starts because he can't find me and he's scared. Five minutes later, after much pleading, I get the bright idea to ring the front doorbell and knock and HOPEFULLY (puhlease) he will open the deadbolt there and let me in. Sweet savior! My child still loves me. Lesson learned: have a spare house key somewhere outside just in case your toddler wants to be funny. But who can be mad at this face? Certainly not the banished one.

Backyard Fun in the Sun

Luke and I had fun in the backyard today. We both got soaked and we both laughed our heads off. I cracked up at Luke and Luke cracked up at himself. He likes to play in the water, but he prefers to carry the garden hose around by himself instead of having it hooked into a [super-fun to mommy, but not to Luke] water sprinkler. Instead of running happily through the sprinkler, he prefers to soak our lab, Colby, which makes him giggle (very funny to Luke...not so funny to Colby). And instead of running happily through the sprinkler, he prefers to soak his mommy (also funny....to everyone).

This video is a couple minutes but pays off in the end (at least Luke thought so).



We also "rigged" his plastic slide into his blow-up pool. I'm pretty sure there's WARNING signs on all blow-up pools and plastic kid slides saying, "NEVER under any circumstances should you put THIS slide into THAT pool." But, who am I to deny my child a smile? Under supervised conditions...

And as much as I would have loved to sit in the chair with my feet in the pool to supervise...little Luke had a much different idea of what I should be doing. I was not allowed to sit under any circumstances and I must always be standing, either with my feet in the pool with him or right next to him in the grass...always.

The chair in which I would have liked to sit

The only person allowed to sit in the chair. Ever.

Welcome back to St. Louis

We just returned from our annual "Carter Family Baseball Trip." This year it was in St. Louis and pretty much all the Carters made it (except for a few and they were missed). This means 30+ Carters all bonding...over the good ole Cardinals. We went up in the Arch (630 feet tall) and then took in the game from the "Musial Bridge Suite" where we could all watch the game together. Luke had a blast swimming and playing with his cousins (however, mommy got accosted in the water by water noodles and beach balls from the hundreds of kids in the pool)....ok that's an exaggeration, but it seemed like a lot! Looking forward to next year!

In front of the "pink" fountain, which we're pretty sure is supposed to be Cardinal "red."

Striking a pose

Checking out his new boo-boo. We left St. Louis with both knees skinned up and he likes to point them out whenever possible.

The stadium from the Arch

The smallest #1 fan watching the game

The fam. And one tired kid ready to go to sleep.