Car Cars

Patrick is feeling better so our adventures have resumed. Yesterday our friend Marc and Stacey came to visit which was great because we haven't seen them for quite a while. Today we met up with Kenny's parents for breakfast, then we made our annual pilgrimage to the Providence Car Show. Patrick was such a riot this year. He spent the first half of our time their running all over. He then proceeded to "drive" all of the minivans there. His favorite was the Toyota.

I LOVE driving

Important Man Stuff

CHEESE!

Not too much this week

Not too much to post about this week. His Highness had a double ear infection and has been pretty cranky. I do have a few pictures from Cunka's ( Uncle Danny's). Patrick decided that Cunka's beer bottles should not remain in their cases on the kitchen floor, but should be put away out of sight. He is a little ocd just like his Grandparents.

Stacking bottles

I did it!

Kidz Wurld

Poor Patrick has been cooped up in our little house because of the snow, ice, and super cold temps. He really needed to run. This is why I love Facebook. On Facebook I saw a few people became fans of a place in North Attleboro called Kidz Wurld. I followed the link and saw this great looking indoor playground only about 10 minutes from my house. My parents and I took Patrick there tonight, and he LOVED it! He ran, and played with most of the toys, but, his favorite activity was the coasters. Notice the sign in the background. I of course bought a membership, and we will be frequent visitors! Relaxing Papa I think this coaster is for little kids I will try this one Wee! (Notice the sign in the background)

I'm a Big Kid Now!

As many of you know Patrick is a total wild child. Because of his crazyness, both Ken and I wanted to keep him contained in a crib for as long as possible. Well, last week that came to a crashing halt when he took a header out of his crib and ended up with a little shinner. The next day the rail came off the crib and into his big boy bed he went. It's been going surprisingly well. He doesn't get out of his bed and run like I thought he would. Every morning I wake up to Mama, Mama, Mama, and go into his room and see his little smiling face.

Patrick and his tools

Dada's Helper