Thursday, September 1, 2011

Flowers for Mommy

I found the popular Crock Pot Girls on Facebook and decided to make a chicken spaghetti recipe, but lacked the noodles. So, we were off to Wal-Mart this morning to get that and a few other things (like a new monster truck for Jacob).
I thought Joshua would take a nap, but he was still awake, so Jacob pushed Joshua in the cart. It is so cute to see Joshua sitting up in the cart and looking around at his surroundings.
We pick up what we needed, and I gave Jacob a little more freedom and run down a few aisles because it was early, there was no one there, and it is so freakin hot outside that I knew this was the best shot he had at stretching his legs today.
We pick out a monster truck with dirty tires, swing through and pick up some extra packs of crayons, and then head to the register.
On the way to the register, we pass the jewelry counter, where there are some random areas of flowers set up to get your last minute purchase. Jacob picks up a bouquet of flowers and says, "I have an idea. I'll buy flowers for Mommy!" He threw the flowers into the buggy. I started to take them out and put them back, but then saw the big smile on his face and how proud he was for picking up some flowers for me, that I picked Jacob up in the store, kissed him a million times, and reminded him how perfect he is and how happy he makes me. Best $10 I have ever spent! Here are the most beautiful, special, perfect flowers I have ever gotten! The chicken spaghetti was delicious, and I also made whoopie pies from a Pillsbury kit we picked up at Wal-Mart pre-flower buying. Also delicious.

And, here is a picture of Jacob and Joshua before preschool Wednesday morning. Yes, Jacob's shoulder is wet because Joshua climbs up Jacob constantly, and he slobbered all over his shoulder. Jacob thinks this is hilarious and will put himself in front of Joshua just waiting to be climbed on and tackled. They are too funny together.

Best picture I could get - Joshua was trying to get away, and Jacob pulled him up by the back of his shirt.

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