The Shobe Family
Saturday, February 28, 2009
The Sprinkler
Yesterday, here in San Antonio it was 88 degrees and hot. Not so much today-it's only 55 and very windy. But yesterday was hot. We were shopping for a birthday present and decided to get Tyler a sprinkler. He had to hold it the whole time in the store, in the car on the way home, and couldn't wait to set it up. Here is the sprinkler. It's a fun one.
Once it was going and water was spraying everywhere, Tyler wasn't so sure about it. It was getting the porch a little wet, so he'd stand on it and stick out his arm or leg to get wet.
Ivy, on the other hand, loved it and couldn't get enough!
I'm sure by the end of the summer, Tyler will be running through it, probably sitting on it, and picking it up to spray me with it.
Mr. Fix It
Tyler has a rocking horse. About a week ago, the head was getting loose, so Scott had to flip it over to tighten the screw. The other day, Tyler found a key. So he turned his horse over and started using the key to fix it. He'd put it in all the screw holes. It was so cute. Even now, he'll go to the drawer with the key and ask for it, then flip his horse over and fix it like Daddy did.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
More singing
A lot of times when I rock Tyler to sleep, I'll sing to him. Trust me, I don't have a great voice, I could not be in choir. Anyways, the last few nights and at nap times when I sing to him, if I stop, he signs "more" to me. My little baby (I know he's not so little anymore) likes to have me sing to him. I just love it!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Silly Boy
Saturday, February 7, 2009
18 Month Pictures
Meeting Stuart
Today Tyler got to meet our friend, Stuart. He and Scott grew up together in Sheveport. He was in our wedding too. He has been at med. school and is now doing his fellowship in Virginia. We haven't seen him for a few years. This weekend he had a conference here, so we got to meet up with him for a few hours and Tyler got to meet him. Even though he's smart and is a doctor, Tyler still had to remind him where his nose was.
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