A Miracle, The Race Track & Mr. Potato Head

So I've been a blog slacker. Gibson was sick for almost 2 weeks and I'm trying to spend less time on the computer and more time working on my house. I've got to start getting things organized around here. School is starting soon and then things will be REALLY busy and I won't have time to work on the house like I need to. In a way I'm looking forward to school starting back. We've got more of a routine when school is going. But, on the other hand, I really enjoy spending more time with Gibson during the summer.

I managed to talk Gibson into playing in the sprinkler a week or so ago. I think he only did it because Daisy was playing in the water too.

Having a blast in the water
This has been a summer of birthdays! Which means lots of birthday parties! These next few pics are from the most recent party which thankfully was a swimming party. It was 105 degrees that day so I was VERY thankful for the water! :) Normally, Gibson is not a fan of the water. But I think with all the other kids around, he once again gave into the peer pressure and had a good time. He even swam by himself which meant I didn't have to stay in the water the entire time.
You probably won't believe me...but a miracle occurred at this party. Gibson swam away and into the deep end of the pool....
he crawled up the ladder....
out of the pool....

and up the ladder on the slide.

Once he was there, he had a little stage fright. But with a little coaxing, he slid down and into the water. He repeated this process several times and even went under water!

I told you....a miracle happened.

The same Saturday of the birthday party, Gibson & I went to the circle track to watch my brother race. Gibson loves to watch the race cars and does a really good job of watching the races (as long as he has a snack and something to drink).

It was a little dusty that night so Gibson had to wear his sunglasses to keep the dirt out of his eyes.

He was seriously concentrating on the race cars.

Here's Gibson with Uncle Josh (he's the blur on the track). Josh led the race for about half the race until his transmission messed up. You kinda have to have one of those to race or so I've been told.

Sunday, Gibson played in his playroom the entire time I was cleaning the kitchen. Which was, once again, a miracle. Excuse his attire but the air conditioner wasn't working too well that day and he was in his skimpies to keep cool. ;)

Earlier this week, Gibson brought me his Mr. Potato Head that he built. He wanted me to take his picture with Mr. Potato Head. I obliged his wish. :) Be sure to pay close attention to Mr. Potato Head's features....

Have a great week!