Happy Easter!

Waiting For The Hunt To Start
Was That It?

We took Nathan to a city-held Easter egg hunt yesterday morning. They sectioned off areas according to age groups so it was nice that he didn’t have to fight the bigger kids for the goodies. Nathan had a good time walking around in the grass, but when it came time to “hunt” for the “eggs” he just didn’t get it. (The goodies were just spread out on the grass and they didn’t have too many plastic filled eggs- there were mostly snack food items and toys). He’d put his goodies into his basket (it was really a beach bucket since his basket was already filled with stuff for Easter) and then he’d try to take them out and put them back on the ground. He didn’t understand that if he did that then he’d lose his goodies to all the other kids (or parents) snagging them up. Parents were allowed in the area for his age group only. We were only allowed to help the kids put stuff in their basket- they had to pick it up for themselves. But, we saw so many overly helpful parents (i.e. “cheaters”)- picking up all the goodies for their kids! The whole thing lasted maybe 5 minutes. We think he’ll understand better next year and will probably end up with more goodies. We had a fun time anyways- the weather was perfect and Nathan had a great time walking around and eating up his goodies!

See All Of My Easter Goodies?

I Found Some Eggs, Mommy!

I Found Lots Of Eggs! Happy Easter!

This morning, Nathan opened up his Easter baskets from Grandma & Grandpa and from Mommy & Daddy. He loved all his toys and treats! Then, after breakfast, we had a little Easter egg hunt in our backyard. This time, Nathan understood that the eggs go into his Easter basket. (Maybe we should have had a trial run before yesterday’s Easter egg hunt?) He loved dragging his Easter basket around the backyard. Eggs would fall out of it and he’d go pick it up, as if there were more eggs popping out of the ground. He had a blast picking up the eggs and we had a blast watching him. It’s been a good day.

We wish you all a wonderful Easter!

 

Our Trip To Wisconsin

We had a wonderful time in Wisconsin! Nathan loved spending time and playing with Grandma and Grandpa. Grandma spoiled him (of course). And Grandpa roughed house with him. Nathan really enjoyed his time with Grandma and Grandpa. He definitely misses them!

Fun With Grandma & Grandpa:

Coming Out? I’m Ready To Go On Our Walk!

There was always so much activity around—there were newborn kitties to play with, doggies to tease, wild turkeys to watch, chickens and rabbits to feed, snow to play in, and visitors who came and went. Nathan discovered the kitties about a week after our arrival—when they started to really explore their area. Nathan was really interested in them, pointing whenever he saw their appearance. Then, he would crawl down onto his belly to look for them under and between the sofa and the recliner. This was when he said his first sentence: “Where kiki cat?” We all heard it. He said it very clearly. We were a bit surprised that Nathan enjoyed the kitties as much as he did since he didn’t seem to like cats. For example, whenever the mama cat, Blackie, would come out Nathan would freeze and immediately be silent. It got to the point where we’d even call out for her whenever he would start throwing tantrums. It was great. She would come out and Nathan would be quiet. We thought of bringing her home with us!

Lots of Kitty Cat Activity:

There You Are! Let’s Play!

Me & My Family!

Nathan also loved being outside. He loved walking around and being among the snow. He didn’t really play in the snow—we don’t think he quite understood what to make of it. He loved being outside so much that he would cry whenever we approached the house, thinking we were going back inside. One time, we brought him out back to play for a little bit and then decided that it would be better if we played out front. We had to bring him through the house in order to get there (it would’ve been too much of a trek to go around in the snow) and he screamed at the top of his lungs going into, through and out of the house. Once outside, it was all right in Nathan’s world and he was happy and quiet again. He’s definitely going to be an outdoorsy kid!

We’ve been home for a few weeks now and are back into the swing of things. It took Nathan a little while to get re-adjusted. He was very clingy for about a week and a half—he definitely misses his grandparents and kitty cat & doggy playmates. We all had such a wonderful time. We miss everyone and we’re definitely going to visit again soon!

Nathan And The Blue Polar Bear

 

A master in the fine art of wilderness survival, Nathan is seen in this photo with two rehabilitation assistants.

In his latest expedition, Nathan had tragically lost both hands to a very rare Blue Polar Bear, thought to be native to the toddler section of apparel stores. During his struggle for survival, Nathan managed to break free and call for help. With one fell swoop, his parents delivered the Blue Polar Bear to its demise. One shot from the bar code scanner gun, and it was over. The only reminder of this horrific incident is the trophy which adorns his head. It not only symbolizes strength and bravery, it also serves as an indicator for increased quarterly profits, and possibly a return of economic stability.

 

(An “editorial” courtesy of “ace” (a.k.a. Nathan’s uncle)

 

UPDATE:

Through the wonders of modern technology and the technical and scientific skills of his rehabilitation assistants, Nathan’s paw reattachment surgery is a success. Here, he is showing off his other prized trophy: the paws of the Blue Polar Bear that took his own hands!

 

After the fierce battle between Nathan and the Blue Polar Bear, it was decided that no matter how difficult the task, being that the Blue Polar Bear paws are a highly coveted prize in these parts and are a one size fits most, Nathan would undergo a tricky paw reattachment surgery. The procedure was long and difficult. Tears were shed. Nathan cried out in protest. Nathan’s rehabilitation assistants cried out from frustration and exhaustion as it turns out that the Blue Polar Bear paws are just a tad small. However, the rehabilitation assistants were creative in their attempts and, in the end, another battle was won. Nathan can once again go out and battle the Wisconsin snow with open hands…er…paws. And, with his trophies in plain sight, any other Blue Polar Bears lurking in the vicinity would be foolish to cross paths with him!