Elder Abuse?

This old man is always dressed as some sort of fruit or vegetable every time we visit our favorite farm, Janoski's.  Justin and I think it's elder abuse.  What do you think? At least he looks happy in the grape outfit.  It was so blisteringly hot the day he was in the corn suit.  I asked him if he needed water.  I was melting in the sun and I didn't have a huge costume on!

Henry has been begging me and begging me to go to the dairy and after almost an hour drive to pick up fresh milk at the dairy he said he was scared of the cows and she and Bea wouldn't go near them.  I have to admit that their heads were rather gigantesque poking out of their pens, but they were so sweet, especially the calves.  The chocolate milk at Brunton Dairy is like melted chocolate ice cream and is to die for.  I gave some to the missionaries today and they were in heaven. 

Shame

The other day I took the kids shopping down to the Strip District before Bea's Birthday party and there was the usual table of Italian pastries out on the sidewalk, which I have already tried and don't particularly like.  Henry started whining for a small palm sized cookie with a ball of frosting on top the size of a golf ball and I told him I wasn't going to buy him that cookie because we were going to have Birthday treats the next day, but he couldn't get that cookie out of his head. When I was purchasing some flowers at the end of our trip next to the cookie table Henry came up to me and told me that the lady told him that if I was with him she would give him a sample of something so I reluctantly went over and asked the woman if she told him he could have a sample...and she said that she hadn't.  Ugh.  So once again I told Henry that I was not going to get him that cookie and he had a melt down on the sidewalk.  The lady, I guess, felt bad for Henry and said, "OK, you can have a cookie.  Which color do you want?" and she gave him the cookie with a huge ball of blue frosting and then she said she couldn't give him one and not his sister so she handed Bea a cookie with a huge ball of pink frosting.  That's when I realized I didn't have any wipes with me(you should see my stroller now) and I told her she didn't have to do that and thanked her nicely.  That's when she proceeded to take two dollars out of her own purse and handed them to the other guy behind the table to put in the money box -- right in front of me.  I didn't know how to respond.  I thanked her again and walked away.  As I walked away she mumbled something to the effect that I should just give my kids a cookie instead of let them suffer.  Pa-leeze.

Forgot to Think

 Another mud creation by Henry

I have been drilling into Henry's head that he needs to think about everything he does before he does it and decide if it would be a good decision or a bad decision.  He has come up to me a few times and apologized that he made a bad decision, which is very big of him.  Today we were at the park and I noticed he was playing in the mud.  I really didn't care because he was wearing dirty old clothes and we were just going home after that, but after he had finished playing in the mud he came up to me, covered from head to toe, saying, "Mommy, I'm sorry.  I just forgot to think." I almost laughed out loud but I kept my composure and thanked him for realizing that he made a huge mess and that he probably shouldn't have gotten so incredibly dirty.

 Cute bonding moment with Henry.  How can I not love this boy?

Luckily the pool was open and we got to use their showers to clean up Henry and his friend Daniel and it was no big deal in the end.  It was so cute though while I was cleaning him up because he realized that he wasn't in trouble so he started telling me all the things they were playing in the mud.  He was so cute about it and so excited about his mud creations.  He really is a creative little boy and I love seeing his mind at work.