My Little Bruiser

I was recently going through some pictures of Keegan and came across this "old" favorite with Aunt Alece. I love this one because he's got this look like, "Don't you mess with Aunt Lecey and I" But I hadn't noticed, until this time, that he's making the fist-into-other-hand-(I'll mess you up)gesture. Oh so funny!

Play Basketball Mommy

Keegan has been absolutely obsessed with basketball the last month. Which is going to work out perfectly for us with March Madness just days away. For his 2nd birthday we got him a basketball hoop and ball. That was exciting but what really solidified the deal for him was the high school basketball game he went to with daddy and the Pintok's. Ever since then basketball sleeps with him, eats with him and, of course, plays basketball with him. The first word in the morning is basketball and the first thing we do in the morning (after getting dressed) and after school is play basketball. He wants to wear the basketball outfit Grandma McCoy got him for days in a row but best of all basketball is his comfort. When ever he's upset he cries "basketbaaaalll." I have no problem with a good basketball obsession. It's a great sport, hope he sticks with it. I hope to enjoy watching him play basketball with a team when is old enough.

Making Treats

Tuesday evening, it was Keegan and I to fend for ourselves as Cobey had some extra, afterhours work he had to do.  After a somewhat dicey start, with one stubborn little boy who refuses to take his own shoes off, though fully capable, things simmered down.  We each had a bowl of cereal as a snack (yum!).  Then I got out the cookbook and told Keegan, ‘Let’s find a treat to make.’  Thankfully he “choose” carrot cake right off the bat (i.e. randomly pointed to a picture of ‘cake!’).  Carrot cake is a much easier and kid friendly project than some of the others in the book.  We got to work getting our ingredients out and putting them in the bowl.  He’s my “super stirrer” and, as far as he’s concerned, he did all the stirring.  Though, his main duty quickly morphed into “entertainment,” as he made some wonderful music with the metal measuring cups while singing along.  He had so much fun making cake with mom that we proceeded to make our Enchilada dinner which, without thinking I set the red Enchilada sauce down right in front of him and he stuck his hand right in it.  Attempts to keep him from touching anything until I could clean it up ensued.  Fortunately, there weren’t any major clothing fatalities on the night.  After dinner we sat down and enjoyed our treat!  And let me tell you, he REALLY enjoyed it!  What a great evening of cooking and baking with my fun loving little boy!