We are oh so lucky to have special neighbors who we see multiple times a week. Taylor is infatuated with Dane. She simply can't get enough of him. He is quite fond off her as well.
If you remember our Summer list, you remember one of the items on the list was to pick fresh fruit. The hope was to be able to pick fresh strawberries. We wanted to do this SO much that we packed up the family and headed to McGarrah farms. Now, to be fair, this is not a simply 5 minute trip--it takes a good hour from our house. Chaz was stoked. We talked about it the entire ride there. He couldn't wait to be able to pick some yummy fresh strawberries -- do you see where I am going here? Do you sense this buildup is going to crash and burn soon? Well, you are right. I did the due diligence to look up the place, confirm it was open on the weekend, confirm hours of operation... Yep, did all that. What I didn't do was confirm the growing season for said strawberries. We pull up, noticed their were only 2 cars and immediately knew this was not going to fair in our favor. A nice gentleman in his well worn overalls, who I can only assume is Mr McGarrah himself, comes over to our car.
Mr Farmer Man - "Can I help ya folks?"
The Hubs - "Yes, sir. We are here to pick some strawberries"
Mr Farmer Man - "Bahahaha!!! Well son, you are about 3 weeks too late. Sorry! Come back in a few months and you can pick some pumpkins."
(The Hubs quickly shot me a look that would take any planner momma to tears. I stood strong)
The Hubs -- "Whoops! Well thank you, sir! We will be back in a few months"
Mr Farmer Man -- "Hahaha. Strawberries" as he walked away
Mr Farmer Man's buddy - "Strawberries?? Ha, couple weeks late, ain't they?!?"
The sad planner momma -- "Well, Chaz.. momma goofed that one up."
VERY disappointed little boy - "WAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! I WANTED TO PICK STRAWBERRIES"
My sweet hubs decided he was going to figure out a way to make this work. He proceeded to gather ALL the produce from the fridge and strategically hide it around the backyard. When Chaz woke up the next morning, the Hubs told him some jacked up story about how we had produce growing in the backyard and he needed to go outside and pick it. Somehow, the boy who doesn't believe anything... fell for it (or he just really wanted to pick some fruit)
Grab a bucket and head to the back.. Let's do this!
Then it was time for Mommy to have fun!
Crazy dance party!!
This is not what you think. The hubs was being snarky one night so I sent him this picture via text. He claims he knew it was a baby bum but I think he thought it was the girls. HAHA!Chaz's favorite part of shopping in Rogers? The fountain at Pinnacle mall.
We decided to take Chaz on a solo trip to White water at the end of July. I am SO thankful for my momma and the fact that she was able to keep Dane while we took Chaz on a special day. He was SO excited to go to White Water and to send 1:1 time with Mom and Dad.Unfortunately, the weather was not so cooperative. It was quite possibly the coldest and rainiest day of the summer. I swear it was 100degrees and sunny the day before. Ugh. Chaz was a trooper and we took cover during the rainy parts of the day.
100% pure sweetness
this blog, you will appreciate this picture. After seeing the picture, my cousin Michelle decided to get Chaz some pjs that actually fit him. One evening he spent the night at her house and I received this picture with the caption "These fit, momma!!" In my defense, he would not let me get rid of them. It isn't just like I put him in small pjs.
LOVE, LOVE this!!
And this, genius. Scary that the world has come to this but still genius.
Happy July randomness!! I promise I will catch up on this blog soon. Promise!