Build-A-

Dragon!

Rafal got it in his head that we should take Tavish to the Build-A-Bear Workshop. So off we went one Saturday morning...


First up, you pick out which animal you want to "build". Tavish picked a dragon...I thought he was supercute :)




Then you get to "own" him. Tavish wanted to name him Tavish, Rafal suggested Fireball, so his name is Tavish-Fireball.




Next you stuff him...Tavish got to push the stuffing pedal all by himself.




Then you put his heart in and the girl sews him up.




Finally you take him over to the tub and "wash" him to fluff up his fur. This is where I'm glad to have a boy because if you have a girl and they pick a girly animal, at this point you then have to go and pick out an outfit and shoes and fairy wands and lots of other $$$$ stuff for the thing. Dragons don't need fairy wands and tutus :)




Then you make a birth certificate, mom and dad pay for it and you have a happy boy with his very cute dragon.

Until you get home and he sees the advertisement in the bag with pictures of other animals you can build and he sees the pink and purple polka dotted bunny and throws a fit that he wants to trade his dragon in for that one instead.... *sigh*

Silver Lining

The flood was rough.
Gutting the house sucked.
Being displaced was slightly nerve-wracking.
But, with most things, there was a silver lining...many actually.
Here's one of them....

The Cool House, so named by Tavish the first time we went and looked at it. I liked it so much (I never like any houses we look at) we bought it. And moved in. And we LOVE it. I never want to move again (sorry Sarah).


To celebrate Rafal's cousin Anita came down from NYC and we had a "windowsill party", the Polish version of a housewarming party. It involves lots of drinking and then more drinking. I actually didn't know we were having one until we were in the middle of it...I think Uncle Tom was just happy to have someone to drink with :) And isn't crazy how the orange-checkered couches match the blinds in the house??? it was meant to be...of course neither one are staying...

Birthday Season

I thought once the holidays were over it was going to be pretty boring around here...turns out this has been birthday season! Tavish has been to a kitty party, a Chuck E. Cheese party (aka Chunk'N'Cheese in Tavishese) and a fireman party held in an actual fire station! Even I got to go to a girls night out birthday party...

Not yet...

Pretty much on a daily basis, Tavish asks if we can go to the beach...


Not yet buddy.

I explained how we can't go to the beach until it's summertime, sunny and warm, and we can wear shorts. So now every time it's sunny out he asks "is it summertime yet?"