St. Patty's Day

St. Patrick's Day was unseasonably warm this year. We decided to take in a parade and have a picnic. We thought about going to the parade in downtown Chicago, but the train schedule wasn't great for taking three small kids. Fortunately, Naperville also has a parade and it was a lot of fun! I think because of the nice weather, a lot of people had the same idea.

Our older two kids have leprechaun Mickey ears which made the day all the more fun.

We'll have to see if Tito Pogi can find Isaac a pair.

Waiting for the parade. It started with bagpipes.

Our newest Filipino/Irish addition :)

After the parade, we headed to Herrick Lake Forrest Preserve for a picnic lunch and some attempts and getting some pictures of all three little ones.

As it neared nap time, Emie got tired and decided she could fit in Isaac's car seat/stroller. Silly girl! She is still under the weight limit, after all!

Such a fun day!

That's what I'm talking about!

Nathan has enjoyed taking on some new responsibilities now that he is four. He is really good at washing dishes!

Way to go Nay! Mommy could get used to this :)

I want to remember :)

I want to remember these funny, funny kid days. I was reading one of the Duggars' books recently and they shared a story from when they had four or five little ones. They looked at those little faces and realized "these are the best days of our lives and we don't even know it!". Our kids are all at really fun ages right now and they all make me laugh in their own ways. Here are some funny conversations we've had lately.

N: Mommy, when I grow up, like in college, what should I be?
T: What would you like to be?
N: A fireman
T: really? You don't want to be a physical therapist like Mommy and Daddy? Or a teacher like Grandma?
N: hmmmm . . . No.
T: how about an accountant, like Grandpa?
N: I don't know what that is, but it does NOT sound fun.

T: Emie, time to go potty before bed, you can cook me a pot of soup in your kitchen tomorrow.
E: Potty soup? Yuck! How about fish and butter soup? That would be good!

Issac is funny in his own way too. His utter love for the giraffe on his exersaucer, his current obsession with his toes, the little joyful river dance he does when I get him up in the morning . . . all things I must remember.