Reincarnation

If I believed in reincarnation (which I don't),

I'm pretty sure Landon would have been a fish in a previous life.

We went to Wisconsin Dells earlier this week and Landon was totally in his element.

With 4 different waterparks to play at, all we needed to do was say "waterpark"

and Landon would strip down to his diaper and have his swimsuit on.

He was fearless, too. He braved the wave pool with Daddy, as well as whatever big waterslides they would let him on.

This was certainly the smallest slide he went on, but the most convenient because he would slide down and quickly go back up the stairs to do it again. I kid you not, he must have went down this one at least 100 times. The boy does not know his limits...

...unlike his cousins, who knew their limits and would take breaks from the water. But, I suppose if one truly was a fish, taking "breaks" from the water would be perilous to one's health.

Fess Up Friday

This week, we (and by "we," I mean Alan) unintentionally created an indoor park for Landon. "Now what's so bad about that?," you're probably wondering. Well, let me explain. Alan came home from work the other day to find Landon driving his toy cars with Iowa Grandma. They had created a ramp out of our fold-up TV trays, but Alan, being an engineer and lover of fast cars, figured that wasn't good enough. So he went to the garage and came back in with a slew of cardboard. He then proceeded to construct a ramp going down our basement (carpeted and somewhat steep) stairs for Landon to race the cars down. It didn't take long for the ramp to become a slide for our very adventurous three year old to slide down (oh yeah, Grandma even took a turn!). It even got to the point where Landon took another piece of cardboard and sat on that before going down the cardboard slide (like a toboggan) to get more speed. Slightly dangerous? Yes, but, oh so fun.

True Minnesotan

Only a true Minnesotan would insist on riding his tricycle in 20 degree weather.

Banking Kisses

Lately at bedtime, Landon asks Alan and I how many kisses each of us wants and how many hugs. We'll each throw out our desired number of kisses and hugs and Landon may or may not counter-offer with his own number. Sometimes, I'll request 7 kisses and 4 hugs or 5 hugs and 9 kisses or another random combination. Somedays, Landon forgoes my request and requests 20 kisses. We count together as we exchange kisses and hugs and then it's Daddy's turn for this "game". I'm loving this ritual now because, sadly, the day will come when Landon will announce he's "too old" for a bedtime kiss or hug and, as a result, I'm banking kisses.

On a side note: Yes, I know it's Friday. Yes, I know I'm 2 weeks overdue for a Fess Up Friday post. But, I have other stuff that I want to blog (and no other time to do it) so Fess Up Friday has been kind of put to the back burner, for now. Sorry!