Thursday, June 30, 2011


Yesterday, while I was at work, I called home to check on my boys to hear that Mr. Rochester had just finished cleaning up Trotwood in one of his fiascos. And this is what happened. It all started the other day when I was at the store. I bought a half gallon of chocolate milk, which Trotwood most tenderly refers to as "lo-kee" and brought it home and put it in the fridge. Over the course of a few days, the half gallon was reduced to about a quarter of it's original volume and it was frankly just "chillin" in the fridge (yes, I did intend the pun here - I couldn't resist). Now, Trotwood has gotten very good at opening the refridgerator. Usually, we can hear him when he does this and even if we're not in the kitchen we'll yell from another room for him to close the fridge doors.

Well, this very thing happened yesterday. Mr. Rochester was in the living room, he heard the fridge doors open, he yelled to Trotwood to shut the doors, and Mr. Rochester heard the doors shut. What usually happens after the doors shut is Trotwood will run back into the living room with a sheepish grin on his face because he knows he's not supposed to open the fridge doors. However, this time, Trotwood did not run back into the living room. After a few minutes, Mr. Rochester went in the kitchen to check on all of the silence Trotwood was making in the kitchen (never a good sign). What he discovered was Trotwood with chocolate milk smeared all in his hair and dripping from his face while he happily drank the remains of our half gallon of chocolate milk straight from the jug. Of course, Mr. Rochester cleaned Trotwood up and removed the offending milk jug. As he took the milk jug away, he noticed something clanging around in the small amount of milk that was left in the jug. Yes, Trotwood had added something to the already-made chocolate milk. What Mr. Rochester found in the bottom of the milk jug was an orange crayon Trotwood had recently been using to color. Perhaps, Trotwood thought it would add flavor to the chocolate milk or perhaps, he thought it would serve the purposes of a spoon and he could mix the milk. Either way, I'm not sure we'll ever solve the mystery of the orange crayon in the chocolate milk. I only wish we had a few photos to remember this fiasco, but at this point, words will have to suffice.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Clean-up Time!

One Sunday morning, not so very long ago, Trotwood made a decision. He decided all by himself that it was time to clean his room. Mom and Dad had no part in this whatsoever. Look at what a great job he's doing putting his book back on the shelf! Or is he, perhaps, putting it somewhere else..Where on earth could he be going?
Why not just put everything in the crib - at least it's off the floor, right? Ah, the treasure trove!
Cleaning up is so much fun!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011


I feel like the last few months we've had some extremes in weather. In May we had lots of rain with scary looking clouds like this:
And now in June, we've had unnaturally hot temperatures for this area. Because of the heat, Mr. Rochester and I haven't been as eager to take Trotwood outside and play as much as he would like. We were at ToysRUs the other day and found this fun sprinkler attachment for our hose for only $8 and thought that Trotwood might enjoy running through the sprinkler some. At first, he wasn't quite sure what to think about it.

Once he figured it out, I think he thought it was pretty fun.

The boy still doesn't own a swimsuit, as he has never been to a pool yet. That will be next on our list. Looks like he likes being all wet.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


Saturday, Trotwood attended his first baseball game. This was quite an event for him since like his father, he is obsessed with as Trotwood calls it "B-ball!" Our very good friends had some free tickets to attend the minor league team that plays here and we went with them. The game began at 7 pm and of course it was hot and humid but we all really enjoyed ourselves. Although our tickets were for seats, our wise friend suggested that we all sit over in the grassy area in back of the field.

I will admit, at first, I doubted the wisdom of our friend's suggestion because of the hotness of the day, and the grassy area was in full sunlight. However, after about an hour, the sun disappeared behind some clouds and the evening actually turned into a nice evening to be outside. Of course, there was even more wisdom in our friend's suggestion: we both have small children. They have a son who is about six months old and Trotwood is almost two. Sitting in the stadium seats would have been absolute torture for Trotwood. Where we sat on the grass, he was able to run around and roll around in the grass and we could more easily keep him entertained. Oh, and the grassy area was much closer to the children's playground on the ballpark grounds.
The evening turned out fabulously, and I'm so glad we had the opportunity to go. I know Mr. Rochester really enjoyed being at the game with everyone.

Trotwood loved yelling and clapping along with everyone else at the game. He also enjoyed stealing his daddy's hat.

Hooray for baseball!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there! We had an enjoyable, maybe little exhausting Father's Day. I will admit that on Mother's Day, Mr. Rochester does everything so, of course, I must reciprocate on Father's Day, hence the exhausting day. Mr. Rochester got to enjoy the morning with a lot of "me-time" before church while I entertained Trotwood. We read lots of books before church yesterday. Along with his older favorites, Trotwood has two new favorite books: Giraffes Can't Dance and Olivia, or as Trotwood would say "Li-Li". It's so cute. We actually only own one Olivia book but I checked out a couple more from our library and they were a hit! Although the books have great stories, I think what makes Olivia so appealing to Trotwood is the stylized artwork. It's truly fabulous. But I digress, this post was supposed to be about Father's Day. Mr. Rochester is proudly displaying his Father's Day gifts above. He got a new Dodgers shirt - he is a huge fan - and he has recently begun to relive his childhood hobby of collecting baseball cards. He is holding up his two new baseball cards: Johnny Podres and Carl Erskine. I know very little about who these people are - all I know is they were on Mr. Rochester's list.

I'm so grateful for Mr. Rochester in my life. He is a wonderful husband and father, and I'm so lucky to have him! I've also been blessed with great examples in my dad, my step-dad, and my father-in-law. Hoping you all had a great Father's Day too.