Science is fun!

We had a science fair at CFC today.  Mama, Mason and PoPo even came to visit during the science fair. We had different tables set up in our play yard. Each table was supposed to help us experience different aspects of nature or science. I made a nature collage at one table. At a different table, I dropped colored water onto a coffee filter where I watched the color be absorbed by the coffee filter and blend together. I mixed oil with colored water in a bottle, where I witnessed that water and oil separate. At the last table, I colored a paper towel with marker, then soaked it in water watching the ink leach into the water.  Science is fun because you get to play with stuff like water, markers and leaves.

Farm Animals

My buddy Edison clued me, Matthew and Kyden into an opportunity to meet the farm animals at Deer Hollow Farm this weekend. The bummer is that he and Matthew couldn't join us because they had other plans. Hopefully they can check it out later.

The farm is pretty close to our house. It's inside Rancho San Antonio park. Apparently, mama, dada and auntie Christi used to go running in this park back when they were active and in good shape. That must've been a long time ago.

When we got to the park, the parking lot was full. Dada ended up dropping me and mama off while he and Mason waited for a parking spot. Luckily dada found a spot inside the park. Uncle Mike and Uncle Warren (Issac's dada) had to park their cars outside the park...somewhere in Los Altos.

I was excited to see the barn, the horse, the cows, and other animals.  Mama told me that we had to walk to the farm from the parking lot. I kept asking mama where the barn was, but we just kept walking.  Turns out the farm is a mile walk from the parking lot, and dada did not pack my stroller. So, I had to walk the entire way! A mile is really far for a little kid like me. Mama had to carry me about half way there in the sweltering heat, which made the mile feel really long. Hey, I was only thinking about mama and her efforts to get back into shape.

Eventually we made it to the farm and waited for dada, Mason, Kyden and his friend, Issac. We saw a cow (who moo'd at me), chickens, ducks and a goose (who performed a water dance in the pond), a rooster (who cock-a-doodle-doo'd with me), rabbits, pigs, sheep, baby sheep, goats and baby goats.  We got to go inside the pens to meet the animals. My favorite was the ducks, chickens and roosters.  I kept wanting to go back to that pen.

I had such a great time at the farm with Kyden and Issac that I passed out as soon as I got into the car. We'll probably go back and visit the farm again when Mason is older. By then I might actually be old enough to be interested in learning about the animals so I can ask the volunteers some questions.

Potty time!

When I got home from daycare today, mama told me something special was delivered for me. It was a potty! I know what potties are for because I've been reading Potty Time for Monsters (thanks grandma and grandpa) and Potty with mama and dada.

We also have little potties at daycare. Now that I'm in my new classroom, my teachers ask me if I want to sit on the potty every time I have a diaper change. Sometimes I say yes and sometimes I say no. When I do sit on the potty, I usually go pee-pee. One day, I actually told Ms. Brittney that I had to go pee-pee. So, she put me on the potty and I peed - a lot!  Everyone was really excited, especially me, and proud of me.  After that, mama thought it was time to get a little potty for home.

I got to pick the color of the potty and where to put it. Luckily, I decided to put it in the bathroom and not in the living room. I like to sit on the potty and I even know that I'm supposed to sit on it without a diaper. While I'm not in full-on potty training mode, I usually sit on the potty in the morning, after I wake up, and in the evening, before my bath. After I pee-pee, I pour my pee in the toilet, wipe my potty, throw the toilet paper into the toilet, close the lid and flush.

Rollin' along

Mason rolled over for the first time! Mama put him down on his back in the living room and went to the kitchen for a bit.  When she came back, Mason was on his tummy.  Just to make sure that mama wasn't going crazy from sleep deprivation, she put him on his back and stayed in the room.  She pretended to ignore him by reading Hunger Games on her iPad. Out of the corner of her eye, she say him roll onto his side and get stuck for a while.  Then he finally managed to roll onto his tummy, except his arm was stuck underneath him and mama had to help him free it.  Guess mama and dada can't leave Mason unattended on a couch, bed or changing table anymore!

My head got stuck

Yesterday afternoon, mama, dada, Mason and I went shopping. We drove down to Buy Buy Baby in S. San Jose to test drive a double stroller. But I got hungry on the way there. So, I started to do what I do a lot now - whine.  I find that be an effective means of communicating what I want.  Dada or mama disagree. 

Since they didn't pack me any snacks, we stopped at Whole Foods. Mama tried to sell me on Pinkberry, but I said no. I wanted something more substantial.  For those of you who don't know, Whole Foods has a kids club where you get to pick a snack.  The choices are usually banana, clementine orange/tangerine or an apple.  Sometimes they other stuff like fruit strips or cookies. 

Like mama, I get cranky when I'm hungry.  I was really hungry and cranky by the time we got there. After grabbing a banana, we sat down at a table to eat my snack. I was feeling better and tried to climb down out of the chair, but somehow my head got stuck. I was bent over, feet on the floor, with my head twisted into the opening of the chair back.  I tried to pull my head out, but the chair was choking me! Mama was sitting right next to me, but I don't think she realized that my head was stuck. I got scared that my head would be permanently stuck and started crying - loudly. 

Once mama realized that my head was stuck in a choke hold, she called dada over. Dada took a look and told mama to pick my body up so that my shoulders were aligned with my head.  As soon as she did that, my head was free!  Whew!  But I was still freaked out by the entire incident that I sat in mama's lap to finish eating my snack.

Turns out dada got his head stuck in a chair when he was kid too. What can I say. Like father, like son.  Maybe us Tai boys just have really big heads.