First off...just wanted to clarify that we are not potty training Koen. He goes to the bathroom door and says `Pee! Pee!' several times a day. So, we put him on just because he likes it and sometimes he actually pees. We waited until Kai was 2.5 years old and that worked very well! I think this age, 17 months, is where they stop being a baby and start being little boys. He just seems so grown up and is such a joy. Except for camping, but I'll get to that:)

Koen has been having a word explosion lately. It's adorable and he even says `cheese!' when he sees a camera. When we were camping, he said two words together, `No daddy' (when we told him to lay down). He's 26lbs and nice and chunky. People ask if I'm going to cut off the curl on top of his head...I'm not. I want to grow his hair longer in hopes that it will be curly:)
Koen loves kissing daddy because of the facial hair...he likes the tickles.

On Friday night, we tried camping. By camping I mean we set up our tent in my in laws back yard. Koen is the lightest sleeper in the world, if I open his door at night to check on him, he wakes up. So, I thought we would all go to bed at 8pm and Gary and I would just read. Didn't work. Kai was up until 10pm (latest he has ever been up) and Koen held on until 11:15pm. He just kept throwing his blankie out of the playpen and then crying for it. If we told him to lay down, he just said `No!'. I ended up singing`Take me out the the ballgame' over and over and just holding him until he fell asleep. One hour later, he woke up screaming. He was confused and freezing. Gary and Koen went into the house.

At 3am Kai woke up coughing and cold and said he wanted to go into the house. So, not a very good sleep! We have decided that instead of camping this summer, we will stay in cabins. That way, I can put Koen and Kai to bed and walk out of the door and let Koen cry a bit. Happy medium. Must book them. We don't really have time to `practice' camping again:)

Benefit of `camping' at the in laws is that they have a hot tub! I'm not sure how safe it is for Koen so we tried to keep his torso out of the water even though he kept trying to dive in...he LOVED it. It's not kept at a super hot temperature so I wasn't too worried.

The next day, Saturday, we had our final football game. We played against the first place team and it was close until the second half. Oh well, I felt like we all played well so that's a good way to end! Love my flag football team. I would say that we are very encouraging and supportive of each other and play at a perfectly competitive level. We're also the only team with a cooler full of baking rather than beer, although I would've loved a beer after the game!

Sunday was church, photo shoot at Williams Park, and then bbq at Dad and Joanne's. Good times.
Question of the day: I did not grow up with toy guns. I actually don't like them at all. Kai will grab a stick and say, `Ha, I killed you! You're dead!'. I don't think pretending to kill someone is a fun game to play and death is so serious. We don't joke about other serious matters with kids. Do four year old girls let their barbies have affairs or even have sex? Probably not. No matter how many times I talk to him, kids are doing it everywhere. Do I need to relax? Is there a better way to approach it?
Have a good day!
Love, Louise