We met up with Mommy’s cyber friends, Austin and Amber, and they took us to Cosmic Monkey Comics, which had a cool train set in the loft. I was entertained long enough for Daddy to look at comics in peace.
Author Archives: Sharon
MY NEW SCHOOL
Yesterday, I visited my new school and met Teacher Katie. I was kind of nervous, but was happy to see…cars! I start my first real day and meet my classmates on Monday.
PLAYGROUND MARATHON
Buried in the basement of a Methodist church in Tigard, Oregon is a magical place full of cars (and other toys, but who cares about those?) called the Tigard Indoor Play Park. It was no-frills amazingness.
Then we went home for lunch, after which I announced I wanted to go to the OTHER indoor playground that Mommy had mentioned. So we went to another magical car-filled land called Kids Unplugged.
The indoor playgrounds were super fun, but I still love my outdoor playground. Mommy had a lot of laundry to do when I was done! By the way, thanks to Uncle Mike and Aunt Sarah for the cool shirt. It took me a while to fit into it, but I’m finally big enough!
OUR BALCONY
YES, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE CARS AND ONLY CARS
THINGS I SAY #16
I’m sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of oatmeal in front of me.
Mommy: Dex, I want you to do three scoops by yourself.
Me: One scoop.
Mommy: Mmm…how about two scoops?
Me: No. Four scoops.
Mommy: Okay, deal. Four scoops.
AUNTIE LISA VISITS PORTLAND
Guess who made a surprise appearance in Portland yesterday? Auntie Lisa! (As well as Uncle Ryan and their friends, Tristin and Kelsey). We went to a restaurant in Northeast Portland called Tin Shed and then, after announcing I was “SO TIRED,” I wandered the streets while Mommy and Daddy tried to get me back in the car.
CRAFT BOX
We unpacked the craft box and I got my markers, crayons, paints, and paper back!
TOOLBOX
Though nothing like my passion for cars, tools are probably my second favorite thing.
PEDIATRICIAN AND THE PARK
Yesterday, I met my new pediatrician, Dr. Cooley. She was a nice lady, but I still made sure to make a dramatic exit by screaming, angrily opening the door of the exam room, tearing off my sweatshirt, and swiftly marching down the hall with no shoes. Then, when asked if I’d like a sticker, replying “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
(She is setting me up with a developmental pediatrician, neurologist, and place at the feeding clinic, so Mommy was happy.)
Then we went to the park, even though it was cold and rainy. I was promised the park, and gosh darn it, I was going!
