Sweet Potato Hitler

Well, here we are on day #5 of single parenthood and I'm starting to drag just a little bit. I seriously don't know how single mothers do it. And I even have fairly well behaved children so how hard can my job be?! (Although Scott did admit the other day that he could never be a stay-at-home dad. That made me feel a little better about my low-pride parenting moments.) Anyway, the biggest hurdles that we're facing now are: Henry - potty training (ugh!) and Ruby - eating solid foods. She is not doing so well on eating; she either arches her back and cries or just blows raspberries and sweet potato puree goes everywhere! Then Henry gets in on the mouth full of food raspberry blowing and I get so close to my boiling point -- it ain't pretty. Anyway, that's what we've been up against lately.

To get the kids out of the house last Friday, I took them to a little "water park" in the nearby city of Belgrade. It wasn't much to look at but it sure was appreciated on a super hot day. I don't know what I was expecting, I know that Henry is very un-brave when it comes to things like this, but he was so clingy and unadventurous! Scott and I are both fairly adventurous people (okay, mostly Scott) so why is our child so afraid of a little splashing water?!? Our little trip lasted about 30 minutes, most of which consisted
of me walking him around to all the various water features but only to look at them because he wouldn't go near anything that might potentially spray him. Good thing we put on that swim diaper! So this pictures shows my little daredevil in all his courageous glory. Oh well, at least I tried, right?