Sewing Projects and Play

Islwyn had to show off the cool building he built out of blocks. Also, he is wearing a shirt I made him out of a men's shirt. I cut it out where the IU was and made it into a little t-shirt for him with white around the neck and edges.

Islwyn crying because he doesn't want to go inside and get ready for bed.
Enjoying his ice cream sunday!
Amund playing outside with is favorite ball.
A new outfit I made Amund for the summer. Vintage 1940's pattern.


Handsome Amund in the sunshine.

American Folk Festival

I was SO lame and didn't take pictures of us at the folk festival.  But we still had lots of fun.  We headed downtown for dinner on Friday and stayed to listen to some music.  We sat by the river for dinner and then walked over to listen to a band from Quebec--they performed all in French--it was awesome.  We also enjoyed super yummy ice cream while listening to the music.  Islwyn loved it.  We went back Saturday after nap and got to spend the afternoon and evening with one of Islwyn's best friends--Phinneas.  We also ran into two other families we knew and all hung out together for quite a while.  It was so much FUN.  Islwyn was exhausted yesterday though--two super late nights in a row were too much for him.  He napped from 12:30 until 4:30!!!  I had to wake him up.  

Islwyn the Negotiator

Last week Islwyn and I got ice cream treats TWO days in a row.  One day he even got to pick stuff to put in his ice cream and he got m and m's in his ice cream for his cone.  It was so exciting for him that he keeps asking for ice cream cone with num nums--at least 3 -4 times a day.  Well, today I guess he lost patience with not getting his cone with num nums and so he locked himself into our bedroom and would not unlock the door (he knows how to unlock it).  Then he asked for ice cream cone with num nums.  Over and over again.  Needless to say, he did NOT get his cone with num nums -- he DID get to stand in the corner for a minute though.  Sigh.  He is too smart for his own good.

Islwyn's Bad Day

Actually, I should say yesterday and today have been bad days. Poor Islwyn. He has a couple big eye teeth coming in and I think it is just making him totally miserable.

He pretty much fussed all day yesterday. Every little thing sent him into fits of crying and holding onto me for dear life. After he was up from his nap for an hour and had been pretty much crying that whole time, I decided that maybe he would like going to the park. He usually LOVES the park and it was sunny and like 55 degrees out. So nice. So we walked over there--it took about 3 minutes since we live 1/2 block from the park. We even brought his red ball to play with and Islwyn got to walk the whole way and didn't even have to ride in the stroller. So we got to the park and he just stood there. I threw the ball and he just watched it roll and then after a minute he came over to me and asked for me to carry him. So then I thought maybe he just wanted to play on the playground. So we went over there and he looked at the playground for a minute and then turned around and started walking back home on the path. So that was the end of that. We did get to have a little ice cream cone and met one of his friends there. AnaSofia did her best to cheer him up...but he was not his usual self. Although he didn't have any trouble finishing off my ice cream and his own.

Then last night we finally took his temperature and it was a little high. I think it has to do with the teeth coming in. So today he woke up super early and has pretty much been fussing all morning. I am going CRAZY. And poor Islwyn. His teeth must really be hurting. I have been reduced to letting him eat a popsicle (for his teeth) and watch "Elmo's World" on PBS. Shudder, shudder. But he seems relatively happy.