Hi - it's me Grant! My mommy tells me that I've been "tagged" by my Aunt Kathi. So, naturally, as any almost two year old would do, I ran around the house looking for her thinking I was "it!" I'm just not up on this blogging lingo yet! Anyway...here are five tidbits of information about yours truly:
1. I LOVE to eat. I can out eat my mommy any day. No lie. For instance - here's my menu for lunch today - string cheese, bowl of grapes, ham sandwich, chips with salsa, and a cup of jello. I can pack away three pieces of pizza, easily, and even then, my parents have to pry me away from the table. I have this fabulous talent of being able to make my belly button transform from being a "tweenie" to an "outie" in a matter of a meal. I must have fantastic metabolism, because while I do tip the scales on the higher end of the weight charts (60th percentile), those that watch me eat are surprised I don't weigh more!
2. I have become very fluent at speaking. I do an excellent job speaking in sentences. However, there are a few letters that are currently giving me a bit of trouble. I am not very good at saying my Gs. Thus, when asked my name, I am not Grant, but Dant (and the last name is Poowewwa, by the way!). I also struggle with my Fs. This became quite apparent one day last week when I was in the dressing room with my mommy at Target. She was trying to keep me entertained by asking me to point to my various body parts. I was on a roll - ears, eyes, neck, cheeks, chin, arms, knees, legs, toes, elbows, etc. She stopped asking, but I just kept going. However, she must have a dirty mind. I showed her my fingers and told her what they were; however - my Fs very closely resemble Ps and the "inger" kind of slurs together and sounds like "eena". The "s" I've got down pat, and thus, she thought it sure sounded like I was naming the male anatomy (and was afraid others in the dressing room did too because she quickly changed the subject and had me start to recite my ABCs!)! If you don't believe me, you can ask my auntie about it - she has my "fingers" saved on her cell phone's voice mail!).
3. If you've read any of my mommy's earlier posts, you've probably already realized that I am obsessed with tractors. Red, green, yellow, big, medium size, or small it doesn't matter - as long as it's a tractor and someone lets me ride it.
4. My house is literally Toys R Us. I have so many great toys. First off, my great grandma is the master flea market shopper and comes away with killer deals on great toys. Honestly - 80% of the toys in my house have been given to me by her. Thanks great grandma! Second, my mommy likes to garage sale in the spring and unfortunately drags me along with her. She gets frustrated when all I want to do is get out of my stroller, but can you blame me! When we roll up to a house that has all kinds of toys, I am no different from other kids and have this innate drive to try them all out (especially the basketballs!).
5. All my aunts, uncles, and cousins live out of state. My Aunt Kathi and Uncle Chad live in Pennsylvania (and they've brainwashed me into reciting the Penn State chant - "We are, Penn State" over and over again). My Uncle Brian lives in Iowa, and so do my Uncle Steve, Aunt Joy, and cousins Tim, Luke, and Aaron (thankfully, they've been spared from all the flooding and tornadoes). I miss them all so very much and cannot wait to see them all in a few short weeks when they come to Michigan!
Well...there's five facts about me! Hmmmm...I don't have a ton of buddies out there in the blogging world yet, but if Miya Westra, Abbie Henson, and Morgan VanderZwaag are reading - I tag you! Just don't come chasing me down the next time I see you thinking you're "it!"
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Happy Father's Day!
To our fathers - THANK YOU for being you. We are so blessed to have such positive role models in our lives. We appreciate your love, commitment to family, and devotion to God. Below are a few pictures of the dads that mean so much - Eric (if you can see him - the camouflage outfit makes him fit right in with nature!), my dad, and Eric's dad.
These past couple days have been so much fun. On Thursday, Grant and I went to the beach with some friends and their kids - Marcy and her daughter Reese, Heather and her son Isaac (her other son Cole stayed with grandma - it's tough bringing a two month old to the beach!), and Amy and her daughter Hannah. I'm not quite sure where the disconnect was in my brain to think that maybe this would be an easier trip to the beach than last year when Grant was 1 and just walking (and thus, didn't want to sit and play in the sand but wanted to visit everyone else around us). Needless to say, the trip pooped me out!! From chasing the kids, to wiping sand off snacks (which I eventually gave up on and figured it would come out in the end anyway!), to playing catch by the water and reapplying sunscreen, it was not "a day at the beach." I think the kids had fun at least! Pictured from left to right: Grant, Hannah, Reese, and Isaac (getting them to sit still for two seconds was a feat in and of itself - let alone trying to get them all to look).
Friday night we went and visited our friends Ted and Kristi in the hospital. They just gave birth to a little boy - Grady. Congratulations to them and their daughter Morgan! He is so cute!
Saturday we had the opportunity to go out to our friends Nate and Heather's parent's cottage on Green Lake with Eric and Marcy and Kurt and Amy. Ted and Kristi - we know you were there in spirit! (Marcy and Eric took Morgan out for the day, so she got the chance to play with the kids while her parents were still in the hospital.) What a great day! It was just beautiful outside. We sat on the deck, relaxed, snacked, watched the kids play in the sand, in the kiddie pool, throw mud in the water, and run around in the yard. They all got along so well and kept so occupied. It was so much more relaxing than our Thursday beach experience.
The guys went on the seadoos. We tried to get Grant to go for a ride, but the furthest we got was getting him to sit on the seadoo - then he wanted off (too bad - I think he would have had fun!).
After dinner, Heather made some ice cream cones for the kids. What a riot! They just loved their ice cream - making complete messes of themselves. Here's a picture of Grant, Reese, and Isaac with their cherished dessert before things got too out of control.
We had a great time! Thank you Nate and Heather for inviting us over!
These past couple days have been so much fun. On Thursday, Grant and I went to the beach with some friends and their kids - Marcy and her daughter Reese, Heather and her son Isaac (her other son Cole stayed with grandma - it's tough bringing a two month old to the beach!), and Amy and her daughter Hannah. I'm not quite sure where the disconnect was in my brain to think that maybe this would be an easier trip to the beach than last year when Grant was 1 and just walking (and thus, didn't want to sit and play in the sand but wanted to visit everyone else around us). Needless to say, the trip pooped me out!! From chasing the kids, to wiping sand off snacks (which I eventually gave up on and figured it would come out in the end anyway!), to playing catch by the water and reapplying sunscreen, it was not "a day at the beach." I think the kids had fun at least! Pictured from left to right: Grant, Hannah, Reese, and Isaac (getting them to sit still for two seconds was a feat in and of itself - let alone trying to get them all to look).
Friday night we went and visited our friends Ted and Kristi in the hospital. They just gave birth to a little boy - Grady. Congratulations to them and their daughter Morgan! He is so cute!
Saturday we had the opportunity to go out to our friends Nate and Heather's parent's cottage on Green Lake with Eric and Marcy and Kurt and Amy. Ted and Kristi - we know you were there in spirit! (Marcy and Eric took Morgan out for the day, so she got the chance to play with the kids while her parents were still in the hospital.) What a great day! It was just beautiful outside. We sat on the deck, relaxed, snacked, watched the kids play in the sand, in the kiddie pool, throw mud in the water, and run around in the yard. They all got along so well and kept so occupied. It was so much more relaxing than our Thursday beach experience.
The guys went on the seadoos. We tried to get Grant to go for a ride, but the furthest we got was getting him to sit on the seadoo - then he wanted off (too bad - I think he would have had fun!).
After dinner, Heather made some ice cream cones for the kids. What a riot! They just loved their ice cream - making complete messes of themselves. Here's a picture of Grant, Reese, and Isaac with their cherished dessert before things got too out of control.
We had a great time! Thank you Nate and Heather for inviting us over!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
A Busy, Warm, Stormy Few Days
Lots going on this past weekend. We'll start with the obvious - major storms! What a lot of rain - close to six inches Saturday night! We sat on the porch and watched the storms roll in. It was a pretty cool sight. Grant was mesmerized by the lightning and thunder. He said over and over - "thunder and lightning - it's not scary!" It was pretty cute, but by about the 50th time Eric and I had enough.
Because it finally warmed up, we had the chance to get the kiddie pool out for Grant to play in over the weekend. I made the mistake of deciding not to put a swim diaper on him - figuring I'd save my swim diapers for the beach and just stick a regular diaper on him in the back yard (is that Dutch for you, or what?). I knew that the diaper would expand quite a bit from absorbing all the water, but I figured that would be about it. However, after about 10-15 times of Grant jumping up in the air and landing on his butt in the pool, I noticed his diaper had "exploded." The core of the diaper was just spilling out all over - in the pool, his swim trunks, on the lawn. It was disgusting. I stripped him naked, emptied the pool, picked up all the "pieces," and learned my lesson to NEVER use a regular diaper on an active almost two year old in a pool ever again. Below are a few pictures of our afternoon. As you can see, G-man has some difficulty keeping his diaper and swim trunks on his rear with all the water in them (pre-explosion)!
Sunday noon we had a potluck at the park with our care group from church. Lots of good eats! Grant loves hanging out with his buddies from church - Trent and Bennett. We brought some bread along and they had the chance to feed the ducks. It was so cute watching them all. Bennett ate more of the bread than he fed the ducks (good thing I brought along pretty fresh bread!). Grant would throw a piece, but if it wasn't far enough for his liking, he would go and pick it up and try to throw it again. The only problem with this was the fact that many times he'd throw it into the water on the first try and then chase after it, get all wet, and try to throw it again. Obviously, he has no fear of water. Bless Trent's heart - one time as Grant was walking to pick up a piece of unattended bread, Trent tried to "save" him from the perils of the water by running over to him and "protecting" him by putting his arms in front and behind him. Thanks for looking out for him Trent!
Sunday night we had the chance to go to our friends' Nate and Heather's church for baptism of their second son Cole. It was a nice chance for Grant to see all of his buddies again - Isaac, Morgan, Hannah, and Reese. After church cake and cookies were served. If you know anything about Grant, he LOVES (and that is even underestimating it) to eat, and cookies are right at the top of the list with ice cream and pizza (No, we are not terrible parents and do not always feed our kid junk - he does like healthy foods too! Heck, he likes food in general!). Every Sunday morning after church cookies are served, and somehow Grant manages to pour on the charm and con the cookie people into giving him at least 5 cookies. So...when he saw cookies Sunday night, he was first in line! He was working on his third cookie and I looked over and I saw him walking over to me with the third cookie in his left hand, another one in his right hand, and a fifth underneath his arm. That little stinker!! He truly is the cookie monster!
Later in the week, weather permitting, we look forwarding to heading to the beach with the same group of friends we saw at church Sunday night, so hopefully I will have some pictures of that to post in a few days!
Because it finally warmed up, we had the chance to get the kiddie pool out for Grant to play in over the weekend. I made the mistake of deciding not to put a swim diaper on him - figuring I'd save my swim diapers for the beach and just stick a regular diaper on him in the back yard (is that Dutch for you, or what?). I knew that the diaper would expand quite a bit from absorbing all the water, but I figured that would be about it. However, after about 10-15 times of Grant jumping up in the air and landing on his butt in the pool, I noticed his diaper had "exploded." The core of the diaper was just spilling out all over - in the pool, his swim trunks, on the lawn. It was disgusting. I stripped him naked, emptied the pool, picked up all the "pieces," and learned my lesson to NEVER use a regular diaper on an active almost two year old in a pool ever again. Below are a few pictures of our afternoon. As you can see, G-man has some difficulty keeping his diaper and swim trunks on his rear with all the water in them (pre-explosion)!
Sunday noon we had a potluck at the park with our care group from church. Lots of good eats! Grant loves hanging out with his buddies from church - Trent and Bennett. We brought some bread along and they had the chance to feed the ducks. It was so cute watching them all. Bennett ate more of the bread than he fed the ducks (good thing I brought along pretty fresh bread!). Grant would throw a piece, but if it wasn't far enough for his liking, he would go and pick it up and try to throw it again. The only problem with this was the fact that many times he'd throw it into the water on the first try and then chase after it, get all wet, and try to throw it again. Obviously, he has no fear of water. Bless Trent's heart - one time as Grant was walking to pick up a piece of unattended bread, Trent tried to "save" him from the perils of the water by running over to him and "protecting" him by putting his arms in front and behind him. Thanks for looking out for him Trent!
Sunday night we had the chance to go to our friends' Nate and Heather's church for baptism of their second son Cole. It was a nice chance for Grant to see all of his buddies again - Isaac, Morgan, Hannah, and Reese. After church cake and cookies were served. If you know anything about Grant, he LOVES (and that is even underestimating it) to eat, and cookies are right at the top of the list with ice cream and pizza (No, we are not terrible parents and do not always feed our kid junk - he does like healthy foods too! Heck, he likes food in general!). Every Sunday morning after church cookies are served, and somehow Grant manages to pour on the charm and con the cookie people into giving him at least 5 cookies. So...when he saw cookies Sunday night, he was first in line! He was working on his third cookie and I looked over and I saw him walking over to me with the third cookie in his left hand, another one in his right hand, and a fifth underneath his arm. That little stinker!! He truly is the cookie monster!
Later in the week, weather permitting, we look forwarding to heading to the beach with the same group of friends we saw at church Sunday night, so hopefully I will have some pictures of that to post in a few days!
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