HobbyTown USA

At bed time, after prayers, Dad sings me songs. We sings about all sorts of stuff. Usually, he sings about our adventures. Once about a year ago, we went to the elementary school to play at the jungle gym. While we were there, some kids were lighting off a rocket. I talked about that for months. Still do. Well, Dad promised we would go to his favorite hobby shop - HobbyTown USA -  and we would get ourselves a rocket, build it, and light it off.

Today, we took our first trip to HobbyTown USA. I was very impressed. There were lots of different kinds of rockets. However, I was unable to decide which I wanted. Therefore, I opted to wait and come back.

Don't worry, we'll be back. Many, many times. And when I do pick out my rocket, there will be plenty of photos.

Just...

Fun at the Fountain...

This past weekend we went to the downtown farmers market. In the plaza there is a fountain. It was so much fun splashing. Initially I was a little hesitant. However, after Buzz Lightyear took a turn, I was not affair in the last. 

Good thing Mom and Dad anticipated this and brought some towels and extra clothing.

Snuggle Time with Dad...

Snuggling up and watching a show with Dad after Bebe Sister went to bed. 

It's been tough since she's been born - I don't get to watch any shows during her waking hours. 

What I'm Saying...

Me during breakfast: Mama, are you going to use the blend to make a smooth?

On our bike trailer trip to the nearby jungle gym. As we were passing the soccer fields full of dandelions: Look at all the rumor weeds! (Referencing Veggie Tales and the Rumor Weed)

The Rumor Weed.

Me (on our way to a barbecue): Mama, will Ms. Barb be at the Barbara-Q? (No Ms. Barb was not there but the name implied to me that she might be.)

Me: Mama, are you getting some meat out of the freeze?

Me: Dad, are you home for the weekend?

Dad: No, not until tomorrow.

Me: Are you home for the witching hour?

Dad: So it would seem...

Mama: Can you please stop growing?

Me: Um, does that mean I have to stop taking my Gummy-vitamins?

Me (holding up a toy to Mama): Is this a choking hazard? (I'm quite obsessed with ensure there are not choking hazards for Bebe Sister.)

Me: What's going to happen when Bebe Sister turns into a Sister Bear - who will be our Honey Bear? (Referencing Berenstain Bears - there's Mama and Papa Bear, Brother Bear, Sister Bear, and Honey Bear - Honey Bear is the baby. I lovingly call Bebe Sister my Honey Bear.)

Mama: I don't know, Sweetie. You know, some day we won't have a honey bear.

Me: Can we get another honey bear then?

Mama: We'll talk about that in another year or so.

The Storm...

As you gathered from the previous posting, I was very interested in the storm that recently blew by our home. Mom captured some of it on video.

Here are a couple of still photos followed by the video...