Having a blog sounds like a great idea. Many times I have thought, “Man this is great thing. I should really sit down and write about this. Because no one has totally written about this.” Then I sit down and nothing comes out. I end up on a endless round-robin of reddit, facebook, and twitter. Luckily Instagram keeps my attention. Makes it super easy to post. A hash tag can explain so much sometimes. So below, my ‘grams. Not all of them, but my favorites.
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Grayson Geebus, who insists on calling himself this now because we’ve called him Geebus so often. He does not believe his middle name is Edward. He will say, “Not Edward.” Imagine him saying that in a toddler slur. It sounds cute.
But Geebus has totally become fascinated with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. He’s never seen the show, but got a hat from someone and totally has become part of the turtle team. It doesn’t help that Grammy and BobPa fueled his obsession by breaking out his Uncle Sean’s old turtles, which includes a blimp, van, assorted villains. Essentially little boy heaven.
Below at the Springfield Arts Council’s Paint The Streets he got painted like a Ninja Turtle. Not a surprise at all. He smudged the paint right away.
He loved painting on the streets. He even wrote his name.
For the last couple of years I’ve been going to Lollapalooza as a pilgrimage to reclaim my youth. I may have a receding hairline but I can still dance like a fool.
Part of going to Lollapalooza means I get to feast on beers and cheeseburgers.
This work of art was from Au Cheval. Bacon was thick. Nuff’ said.
Our little dude had his first day of ‘school.’ No tears at all. The first day he told @mrsshoo to “Go home mom” two times. When I dropped him of today I got a hug and that was that. He is having so much fun that the teacher mentioned that she couldn’t believe it was his second day. He acted like a natural.
I didn’t get to go along on this adventure, but Grayson and Mrs. Shoo went with the Mom’s Club to the Chatham Fire Department. Looks like they had fun.
We’ve been super busy at the Shoo household the last couple of weeks. While out with the in-laws at Memorial Gardens we did an impromptu photo shoot.
I have a big back log of photos that I need to go through. These are a few from the Easter celebration we had with the in-laws.
In his basket Grayson got a 99 cent spray bottle. He thought it was the best thing in the world. He spent the evening chasing us around the deck squirting us.
Here in the Shoo household we’ve been fascinated by a certain internet video.
We’ve danced in our PJs and hatee-hatee-hatee-hoed many nights!
We even have the book!
The fox is such a hit that Mrs. Shoo made Grayson his very own knitted fox. She just finished it tonight.
Last weekend Mrs Shoo ran the Lincoln Presidential Half Marathon. Grayson and I caught up with friends at the end of the race to cheer on Mrs. Shoo and her friend Sarah.
The woman holding the sign is Sarah’s mother. She throws a mean surprise birthday and will run the last tenth of a mile with you.
Needing an excuse to get out of the house and cash in a coupon for REI (sports/bike store), I took the family down to the St. Louis Magic House.
I told Grayson before we left that we were going to the Magic House and they have fun things for little boys and girls to do. Without any other explanation you would have thought that I sold him on the funnest thing in the whole-wide-world. The way down he kept repeating “hoooouuusse.” Then we threw it into overdrive by telling him that Sid the Science Kid, a PBS kid’s show for those without small children or PBS, would be at the Magic House. He went bonkers after. “SID! SID! Hooooouuse!”
Luckily we got to meet Sid right away. No tears, got a hug and fist/elbow bump. He thought it was terrific.
We averaged about 20 seconds per activity. It was amazing that I was able to shoot a couple of photos.
It was a great day for the whole family. We even made it to REI! A kid is a lot of work, but today was one of those days that just makes everything worth it.
Note: There are two Xmas trees in my front yard because either a neighbor hooligan pulled it into my yard or the wind blew it over.