Mmm... Fair...

Ridgecrest had one of it's many Fairs this weekend, so we went mostly to look at animals and eat fair food. They actually had a monkey, a parrot, a wolf, and some tigers there this time. We missed out on whatever the main show was, but Trev was pretty enamored just to see them live. He was pretty interested in watching a flying elephant ride too... I'm not so sure how solid his concept of elephants are yet because he'd run back and forth to look at those animals and then the live ones.


Eating dinner--he actually managed to eat half of the whole corn dog


















And ice freezie--between having this and seeing the animals he was running around in circles while maniacally laughing for a good little bit.

Starting to pull his weight

But, you have to consider that his weight is still only about 26 pounds...

Here's Trev helping John mow the lawn.

And Trev helping with pancakes this weekend. He seemed to like the stirring the best...

Dropping the batter...

Enjoying the finished product...

And for those of you who just can't get enough of pancake making, here's the video:

Construction Zone

We have lots of progress on our office nook/ hall bath area project! While my dad was visiting he went ahead and knocked down a bunch of walls, tore out our old (pink tile) sink, and framed in the new and improved walls.
Trevor thought the whole process was super exciting. When he first saw Grandpa trying to rip out the trim he said "Uh-oh!", but then when it was off he started clapping and saying "more!". Luckily, he learned quick to only hammer the walls that I approved for hammering--no bonus Trevor holes made after Grandpa was so inspiring.















John and his mad plumbing skills...














Most of the framing happened when John and I were in Vegas for the weekend. Trevor had his first overnight without the parents experience and evidently was a joy to watch. They let him run around with huge hammers and help knock down more walls... and I guess he also was a big fan of the sawza. My mom said that when they returned home after being out of the house, Trevor would run to the construction and say 'more'--so he worked hard at keeping his Grandpa on task.




















John and I had a good trip to Vegas. We even stayed up until midnight one night... pretty extreme... We saw Mystere, John played some poker, I shopped, and we came out a whole five bucks or so ahead on the slots. The most noticeable freedom was going out to eat and not having to make sure we can get in and out in such a hurry.

We were welcomed back with a happy greeting form Trevor, which was followed by him turning to my dad to wave and say "bye bye Grandpa".