Try It, You Might Like It

Dear Grandma,
You know the phrase, "try it, you might like it"?  This gives new meaning to it.

Gavin and I were grocery shopping yesterday.  He likes to hold the newest item I am buying and chucks the other stuff in the back of the cart.  I was buying some deodorant.  I let him hold it.  He took the cap off.  He sniffed it.  He licked it.  He said, "I don't like it," with a scrunched up face.



He tried it, he didn't like it.

Love,
H

Traffic Jams

Dear Grandma,
I never thought of Omaha as a typical "big city".  To me, a big city has lots of skyscrapers, spaghetti-like highways and traffic.  Recently, it's felt like a big city here.... it takes about 45 minutes to get home after work.  Someone was super smart and decided to do road construction on most of the north-south bound streets that lead to the interstate.... all at the same time.  I would love to know whose idea that was....
































All of the yellow triangles = road work. 

I definitely see where road rage comes from.

Love,
H

Big

Dear Grandma,

We went fishing for Father's Day with Joe's dad.  It was fun - never thought I'd be into fishing, but I enjoyed seeing how it's done.  Gavin wasn't all that into it, but maybe as he gets older he will like it more.  Definitely made for some cute pictures.


Father and son - getting a lesson in fishing.

Though Gavin didn't catch this guy, we wanted it to look like he did.

Hanging out with mommy on the rocks by the lake - watching the ducks.

Three generations of Tureceks.

When asked how big the fish was that he "caught", like a true fisherman, Gavin extended his arms out as wide as he could and simply said, "big." 

Love,

H

Happy Dad's Day

Dear Grandma,

It's Father's Day this weekend.  I want to thank my dad for being a good father growing up.  He's always been sensitive and kind and has a good sense of humor.  I want to thank my husband for being such a good dad.  He's fun, caring and easy going. 

I know Gavin loves his daddy to bits and pieces (Joe trying to show him how to ride his new bike on his birthday - - had to take the bike back).


Gavins loves his Papa.....


...and Grandpa to pieces too.


I think this is a great picture of Joe and dad.  Ha.

Happy Father's Day!

Love,
H

Pool Stand-Offs

Dear Grandma,
Gavin's favorite thing to do in the backyard is to play in his pool. 

It's a little plastic baby pool, but you'd think Santa Claus lived there or something - he gets so excited to have his pool time.  However, we've had two stand-offs so far.  We tell him he can go outside and play in the pool after dinner, IF he eats all of his food.  I think he's using his selective hearing as he decides when he's done and then it's time to go outside to play.  Well, it breaks my heart, but we have to stick to our guns and tell him how much of what he needs to finish eating in order to go play in the pool.  One evening it was just half a meatball and another evening it was a piece of chicken.  Nothing monumental, it's just the principal of the matter.  He says, "no," we say, "ok, no pool."  He says, "pool please," we say, "eat your meatball."  Back and forth.  This went on for one hour one night.  Both times though, he finally ate what he was supposed to and then was rewarded with pool time.

I love seeing him splash around.  He rarely sits in the pool.  He prefers to ladle the water out and feed the flowers and plants. 

See, it's worth eating half a meatball to get to play in the water!

Love,

H

Dorothy and Domino Went To Church

Dear Grandma,
Remember when I used to have goldfish?  They never lived too long, but they were fun to have while they lasted.

Gavin has become interested in fish, turtles, birds, hamsters and so on.  It may have something to do with the fact that I've taken him to the pet store a few times.  His grandparents got him two goldfish as a surprise.  The first few days we had to keep his step stool at the counter so he could get up and down and check on them.  He did this about ten times a day.  He named them Dorothy and Domino. 

Dorothy and Domino had short lives though.  Their bowl may or may not have been cleaned with soap..... after being put back into the sparkling clean bowl, one of them stopped moving.  No glub, glub from the mouth, no flitting of the fins.  So, down that one went to its watery grave.  Less than an hour later, the other one went lifeless as well.  (We learn our lessons the hard way, don't we?)....

The fish at the top of the bowl is the one that died first.... the one at the bottom of the bowl was just trying to get away.  Ha.

The next morning, Gavin came to inspect his fish.  As soon as he looked at the bowl, he asked, "fishies?"  I told him that his fishies went to heaven to be with Jesus.  He thought for a second and then responded, "church?"  I love how kids make the cutest connections.  So yes, Dorothy and Domino went to church (I just love that).

That day, we went to the pet store and got two new fishies.  He had to hold them in their little plastic baggie like they were his favorite stuffed animal.  They sat on his lap on the way home and he clung tight to the bag.  What a good boy.

Not more than, oh, 1-2 days after that, one of the replacement fishies went belly up.  I noticed as Gavin was saying, "hi" to them before going to daycare, one wasn't moving.  So we're down to one fish now.  He's lived longer than the other three, so hopefully that is a good sign.

I don't think Gavin noticed that the third fishie went to church.

We just weren't meant to own fish!

Love,
H

Takes After Nana

Dear Grandma,
More and more, Gavin has traits emerging that are just like his Nana.....

He likes Cheerios
He likes chocolate ice cream
He likes applesauce
He's bossy (Nana admits she was bossy as a little girl - you would obviously know this)

They have definitely bonded over their likes.

Love,

H