Making Garbage Cans

When Kimball turned 3, we got him a garbage truck.  He loves it!  However, the small garbage can/dumpster that came with it has gone missing.  :(

So, with some cardboard and some tape, I made him some replacements.  He has been happily playing for the last 20 minutes.  It would seem that one man's trash is another man's toy garbage.  Or something like that.

Adventures in Potty Training

Yesterday, I bought Kimball a potty.  In fact, I bought him this one:

But then I made a mistake.  We got home late from watching the BCS championship game with James and Kirstin.  It was way past 10pm, but we opened the potty anyway.  I had been telling Kimball that I would get him a "Kimball potty" and I didn't think he would want to wait.  Okay, in reality, I didn't want to wait.  So, without thinking about the consequences, we opened the potty.

We let Kimball sit on it without a diaper.  He liked it.  We moved it into the bathroom.  He wanted to sit on it again.  We let him.  He wanted me to go potty on the big toilet.  I did.  And then it happened . . . we heard a "psssssss" in the little potty.  We cheered.  We dumped the pee in the big toilet.  We let him flush.  But he didn't want to put his diaper on.  So we got ready for bed.  We changed into out p.j.s.  We brushed our teeth.  We closed the door and threatened to leave him there all night.  We came back in and . . . Kimball had peed again!  We cheered, we dumped, we flushed.  But he still didn't want to put his diaper back on.

So what was meant to be a pleasant experience for all became a fight over putting a diaper back on and going to bed.  I am sorry to say that we resorted to force so we could go to sleep before midnight.  And Bryce still had to go to bed with Kimball because otherwise he would have continued to yell, "Diaper off!  Diaper off!" into the wee hours of the morning.  Happily, he doesn't hate me for not letting him sit on the potty all night and he got to take his diaper off this morning.

Learning to use a spoon

Learning to use a spoon is hard work.

Not everything makes it into your mouth.
But don't worry, you can just pick the food off your clothes . . .
. . . and eat that too.
And it tastes SO good!

Halloween

I'm not sure which Kimball enjoyed more--playing in the leaves or eating a tootsie pop while trick-or-treating with Grandma Hansen and Mom.

New Big Boy Shoes

Kimball got new big boy shoes this week. He is walking everywhere in them.

Kimball Walking

This is for my mom and dad in China. Too bad they can't see it because the government has blocked blogspot.

Uncle Sam and Aunt Genevieve

Sam and Ginny chose to be bumped on their way back to New York. A $400 voucher each and first class on the return trip was too much to pass up. So they spent their layover with us! It was so fun to have some time with them. Little Man also loved seeing his aunt and uncle and cousin-to-be. Thanks for the fun and sushi guys!

If I were working . . .

If I were working, I would miss all this:

A busy summer

Here are some of the things Kimball has been up to:

Hiking with Dad (so tiring).

The Zoo with cousins Evan and Miles.

A magician at the Kaysville library with Grandma Hansen and cousins Karston and Brayden.

Visiting Grandpa Hansen in the hospital after (another) surgery. (Get better Ed!)

Checking out our stake's float for the Days of 47 Parade. (Nice job, Lance and crew!)

Two Trips

Since my last post we have taken two trips.  The first was to Mexico on a cruise with my parents and some of my siblings.  (Thanks, Mom and Dad for the wonderful time).  We also celebrated our nation's independence in Mt. Pleasant.  Below are a few highlights of the two trips:

MEXICO:

Kimball found a spot to splash in the water and create snot drools.

We dressed up for dinner.  (Probably not worth it if your baby is just going to want to go to bed so you end up eating lobster and melting chocolate cake in your room anyway.  But the lobster was delicious.)

Bryce entered a hairy chest contest.  He didn't win, but he won my heart all over again.

Yea, for towel animals!  Kimball was impressed.

Kimball was less impressed with the beach and slept through his first visit.

But he loved the cabin!

Bryce parasailed.

Kimball finally enjoyed the beach.

We sailed.

Bryce made idle threats.

We all enjoyed La Bufadora.

MT. PLEASANT:

Bryce's parents joined us by bringing their new fifth wheel down.  It was so fun to have them with us.  We had fun at the parade.

Kimball (and Bryce too) especially liked the tank.

Kimball received a new toy from his Grandma and Grandpa Hansen.  (Thanks Ed and Cyndy.)  He'll be walking in no time.

Kitchen bowls and water

There is nothing quite like kitchen bowls, water and a happy baby.

Memorial Day, etc.

In the past few weeks I have:

1. Visited the grave cite of Heber C. Kimball, Little Man's namesake.

2. Visited the new statute of Rodney Badger at the Peace Officer's Memorial.   (Bruce peed on him in greeting.  I'm sure he saw it that way.)
3. Quit my job.  (This is a picture on my last day as a lawyer.)
4.  Made a fire truck cake.
5. Made a baby blessing cake.
6. Took Little Man to the park with Grandma Cyndy.
7. Had fun with Little Man at the park.
8. Watched little man eat the fence at the park.  (More interesting than watching the over-fed ducks at the park.  Fore more on the park, click here.)