Carter was so excited about the pony rides while standing in line. As soon as he got on his pony, he let the entire area know that he does not like pony rides. He was terrified! There was no crying, only impressively loud shrieking. Once again, I was the worst mommy ever as I laughed and took pictures of him. I only made him do one lap at least.
The face of future therapy bills.
Abbie was quite pleased with her pony, Mocha.
Of course, we HAD to stop at the art center.
Carter has a great time throwing big foam blocks around. Abbie and I walked to the other corner of the children's area right after this and noticed there was a live broadcast on air in the middle of the area. Who throws a huge, nasty temper tantrum right behind the newscaster- none other than the current champion of all temper tantrums, Mister Carter John. I was so happy DJ had him instead of me!
Carter almost loses his Fruit Loops to one very large pig with a sweet tooth. He alternated between thrilled and terrified of the pig. Maybe he thought we were going to make him ride the pig too!
We finished the night with elephant rides. Well, DJ and Abbie did. Carter gave me the look that let me know that there was no way he was riding an elephant.
Today I took advantage of the wonderful weather and finally got around to taking Carter's 2 year pictures. He is increasingly difficult to get a picture of because he is far too busy to stop and strike a pose. That's Carter- unpredictable, spontaneous, and always living each moment to the fullest- either good or bad. He is my charmer, my social little monkey, my funny man. He pushes me to my limits and admittedly tests my will to live most days. He has also taught me to resist the urge to plan everything to the tiniest detail and then expect it to turn out that way (that is his job as the "surprise" child) and to never say never. With him I have experienced my proudest moments in parenthood and my most mortifying. He is the life of our family and always keeps us on our toes.
