Branch Blocks

Daddy cut some branches into blocks. Love him.


All different kinds of wood. Aren't they beautiful?

The children decided they should go in the sandbox.

Of course, they were right.

Kung Fu Shooting

Daddy and I were lamenting the lack of prizes in cereal boxes nowadays.

Our cries were heard, for behold:

We'll take 2!

The kids wanted to just dig them out, but I told them they had to wait till we ate our way to them, old school style. Which is hard for me. But we put in a lot of hard work, forcing ourselves to eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch for dessert.

Just to mess with them, Daddy told them there must have been a mess up at the factory because there were no spin fighters in either either box!

Gasp!

Actually, they handled this staggering disappointment really well. So well, I questioned their relation to me, but just for a minute.

Sly style, he put the toys into their snack bags for a long car ride.

The girl found hers first and was delighted.

BBD went into such a feverish panic searching his bag that he kept missing it.

Ah, sweet relief!


Daddy accidentally threw away the boxes without cutting out the Kung Fu Panda character targets, but I was able to overlook this monstrosity because I had something better.

Our family. Ninja style.

These are made using the "Star Shooter" templates from the fabulous Kim and Jason, who have made it their life mission to help people battle Adultitis. Join the small rebellion.


Look out, I have horrible aim and apparently cheat. Look how close I am.


There was enthusiastic yelling of, "Push the red button!" and CB raised the age old question, "How do you tickle a ninja?"

Father's Day Championship 2011

In honor of this handsome man:

*swoon*

For Father's Day this year we had a championship competition with this bad boy of a trophy at stake:


Yeah, it is a beauty.

Whoever wins the most mini games, wins the trophy.

LEGO BINGO:
Such concentration.
And I appear to be suspicious of BBD, not sure why, but chances are, it was well founded.

Anyway,

I won!

Want your own Lego Bingo? I got it here from Big D and Me.

ZOO RACE:
When Daddy saw the commercial for this he wanted it. Badly. We watched the commercial over and over.

We each made an animal and took turns racing. The first animal to "escape the zoo", wins.


Sub par video of only the last little bit of one race:

The race I should have recorded...

Things got a little intense at the end.

That's right. Me, again.

FOOT RACE:

The best part, by far, is the warming up.

Daddy is victorious.

HORSE SHOES:
Or as it shall be known from this day forth: Shoe Horses.


Turns out I do much better with a more frisbee like approach. Wish Daddy would have let that little gem of advice drop earlier...

No matter where BBD's horse shoe landed, including the roof, he would say good naturedly, "Oh, sooo close!"

Little devil,

he won.

SWIPE:
BBD lost interest in Shoe Horses way before Daddy did. He entertained himself with the cold pool and a ball.

I threw in a butterfly net. From that a new game was born.

We played Swipe two ways. 1) how many balls can you swipe in a set amount of time and 2) how long does it take you to swipe ALL of the balls out of the pool.

Daddy won both ways.

Next year, I am thinking that we will each have our own net so things can get really spicy. The ample opportunity for elbowing will give BBD the advantage.

Heads up, I will be refining my swipe (and elbowing) skills.

PRETTY, PRETTY PRINCESS:

I am not allowed to post this picture in all of it's original glory. So you get fierce dragon glory, which is the next best thing.

VIDEO GAME:
We lit it up with Mario Party 8.

BBD won.

It was well deserved. He was definitely the most dramatic.

He is actually laughing in that second shot. Not to mislead you, there were plenty of tears too, I just didn't get a picture of that.

PIE EATING CONTEST:
This event was Daddy's idea, of the chocolate cream variety.

Hands were not allowed to touch the pie. This raised no eyebrows in our household, but I had a hard time swallowing because it gave me a case of the giggles. Not so good when you are going for speed.

I looked up while trying to breathe better to see that this girl had polished off her piece and was in the process of licking the plate clean:

That is her second piece of pie in the picture. Like a victory lap.

And somehow, her face is the least messy.


At dinnertime, BBD asked, "Can we eat like animals again?"

The score sheet:

So Daddy got to rightfully claim the trophy he had already been claiming for awhile now.


And planning for next year's competition has started.

Daddy has already asked me what games we will be playing next year. CB has appointed herself to a more active role on the planning committee. "I have lots of plans for this competition. I just shared one opinion." At last count she had 5 new activities.


While this idea was perfect for our Daddy, it was not my own. I got it here at Make and Takes.

Here Be Booby Traps

It may look like she is simply running across the lawn, but if you listen carefully you may note that she is in fact traversing some pretty complicated booby traps.

She makes it look so easy doesn't she?

This led to a more visible, tangible, extensive booby trap obstacle course:

I enjoy CB's sound effects and dramatic "Nooooooo".

I admire BBD's ability to multitask. Eating a bagel and negotiating your way through perilous booby traps = impressive.

Playtime at

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