Our First Date

I got an idea from a blogging friend to take time every once and a while for a special Mommy and Holden date.  Last night we had our first.  It was a little spur of the moment so next time I'll do a better job on the planning end.   We went to get him a haircut which yes you can point out isn't very fun, however he got to watch Looney Tunes, sit in a fire truck car and received a prize and lollipop afterward.  A lot more fun that when I get a haircut.  

We followed up the trip with a visit to the local toy store on a mission to find Thomas the Train stickers.  No luck, what toy store has everything Thomas but no stickers?  Holden's response "we go to Target".   Yep, that's right, my son thinks everything comes from Target.  In our house, its a pretty good bet that it did since our house has pretty much been furnished by Kohl's or Target.  We followed up the evening with a trip to Chick-Fil-A for some chicken nuggets and waffle fries.  


It was a pretty good first date.

Another First

Holden has been very much into Cowboys lately that we had an opportunity to go to a Cowboy Church Fun Day this weekend.  I'm not exactly sure what a Cowboy Church is, however it was a place where Holden got to see horses and Jeremy got to break out the neglected cowboy hat.   Holden loved the horse and he didn't ride very long as both of use were a bit concerned about the lack of Helmet (much to Holden's dismay).  Another first that was much earlier in his life than I would have imagined.

Not Sure I Can Parent a Boy

I have a boy and not sure if I'm up for the challenge.   We were out and about today and Jeremy wanted to take a test ride at Harley Davidson.  We indulged him since he was kind enough to sell his bike when we had Holden.  Plus they always have free food at those events.   Holden and I were getting him a hot dog and he wanted to go sit down.  As I'm making his hot dog up (i.e. Ketchup) he is about 10 feet away and tumbled from the picnic bench to the asphalt.  Normally this wouldn't phase me too much, a little crying and calming of a little boy's nerves usually does it with a tumble.  Not today, he cut the back of his head when he fell and I'll tell you a head wound is REALLY bloody.   I felt terrible.  He's fine and recovered well after being shook up a little.  But I'm not sure I'm going to let him do anything for himself again (not really that would cause more temper tantrums then necessary).  

I got all kinds of advice from strangers about rushing him to the ER.  Instead I called my mom.  They offer the best advice right?   Anyway, he seems to be just fine, case in point, I better just accept that I have a boy, and in 2 short years we have a dislocated elbow and a head wound.   Can't image what will be next.

And now for an update on the cuteness.

 Helping Dad loading the empty Keg.

 

Our Little Cowboy (the boots are most likely the culprit for the fall today)