Look what I did!

My hubby is gone for the weekend for his Army drill, so I had to find a way to occupy my time....So I built all the baby stuff. I put together the play pen, high chair, swing, and stroller. Building stuff is usually Daddy's job, so I was quite proud of myself. The boy "helped." We had a fun time building and seeing things put together. Then, the boy and I went on a date, swimming and dinner at Mickey D's. =)

My multi-talented hubby

I love that my hubby has that man gene that allows him to construct big things with 10,000 little parts and rudimentary drawings in lieu of actual instructions. I left him with a pile of wood, a screwdriver, and a ridiculous set of "instructions." Two hours later when I got home, he had the baby's dresser and hutch completely built, in the right place, and the carpet vacuumed and the boxes in the garage. Gotta love that!

Bob the builder

I think Bob the Builder is obnoxious...but...the boy loves it so I endure the torture that is Bob the Builder. Daddy took apart a dresser that was broken and gave the boy the pieces to "build" with. The boy hammered and screwed and sawed with his plastic tool set. Then he piled them all on top of each other and said he was building a house for one of his little buddies to live in. I said but "He lives with his Mommy and Daddy." The boy said "well this is his vacation house." And then went back to building whilst singing at the top of his lungs "Bob the Builder can we fix it? Bob the builder YES WE CAN!"