The Magical House of Rasmussen

So even though the U2 concert wasn't part of our weekend (I still think Bono is faking a back injury/surgery in order to watch the World Cup in peace - a little too convenient in timing) we still had a great time in Ft Collins visiting the Rasmussen Family. 

Let it be know that any house that has a PA system including tape deck, to play all your mixed tapes, is something special.

Sunday June 13, Camryn asked to wear panties.  We had had one day of unsuccessful potty training before a few weeks ago and since then has avoided her panties like the plague.  Since she was asking, I thought it only right that I accommodate her.  Even wore them to church and stayed dry.  Monday June 14, she was wet 3 times and pooped once.  Tuesday was even worse as she wet her pants 2 times during my doctor's apt.  By Wednesday, I was done and she was back in diapers.

Alex is probably the only 1st/2nd grader who has yet to lose a tooth.  Granted, the fact that his first tooth didn't even come in until  a week after his first birthday should have been a tip-off that losing the teeth wouldn't be easy.  Finally 3 weeks ago he discovers that he has a lose tooth! but even with constant wiggling the blasted thing won't come out.

So what happens this weekend at the Rasmussens?  Camryn becomes fully potty trained, pee and poop, even through the night and Alex loses that dang tooth!  Apparently our house doesn't have "IT" but so long as we have access to the house that does, I think we'll be okay.

In other weekend news, we enjoyed hiking around Rocky Mountain National Park

watched a lot of World Cup,and visited the Budweiser Factory and learning all about the making of beer.  The kids payed surprisingly good attention and even memorized the 5 ingredients to making beer (says Sydney:  water, yeast, rice, barley and "jumps" aka hops).

Last day of school...and a baby bird

Today was Alex's last day of school!  Yeah for summer vacation, sleeping in (for me) and hanging out at the swimming pool (not for me, my white legs and pregnant belly...but I'll do it anyway).  I'm the afternoon carpool pick-up so I cranked the High School Musical song "What Time Is It?" (answer: summer time) and headed home. It was a gorgeous day, 75 degrees with a slight breeze and a few scattered clouds.  I thought to myself, "what a day for a Slurpee!".  There's a gas station a few blocks down from our neighborhood so I thought "what a great day for a walk!".  So the kids and I headed out for a great school's out walk to get our Slurpees.

Sydney and Cammer were busy smelling flowers and Alex was telling tales of lost teeth and reading tests when we can upon a dead baby bird in the middle of the sidewalk.  It had fallen out of its nest in the tree above us.  It was brand new, still yellow with a little peach fuzz.  I called the kids back to look at it - hoping to answer any questions they might have (being the bird expert that I am).  We looked at it's beak, saw the little wings, and noticed that it's eyes weren't yet open.  We soon exhausted all bird talk and turned to leave.  We all stood to leave except for Camryn who was still looking at "the baby".  I called for her to come and without hesitation she exclaimed "bye baby bird"... and then stomped it !

I can still hear the squish beneath her sandals and see the squirt shoot out the side.  It's kinda funny now that I'm not dry-heaving over it.