Tuesday, April 16, 2013


And, of course, there was swimming.

Vivi spent a lot of time playing, "Captain" with Russ and Kyler, letting them pull her around on a raft while she "captained" the boat.

I'd let her captain the ship.  She seems pretty happy.

But the real (and very random) hit of the pool was the logs.  A series of four "logs" chained to the bottom of the pool that you could run across to get to the opposite platform.  For the older kids, there were monkey bars to help you across.  These were, perhaps for taller kids.

But certainly not for braver ones.  Height did not stop Miss Vivi.  She simply found a work-around, the logical little thing.  She got Russ to come and steady the logs, and...

...leap-frogged her way across the pool.

She was very, very proud of herself.
 So proud, we did it about 900 more times.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Back to Iowa

We got to go back to King's Pointe in March!  Vivi was very excited to stay at a hotel again.  She was even more excited about the new methods of transportation to which she was introduced.

Who wouldn't want to ride down to the pool on her very own trolley?

 After we swam, she relaxed and watched movies with Kyler and Spencer while we adults watched basketball (a matter of supreme indifference to Vivi).

And, when the IPad grew boring, there was running.  An outrageous amount of running.  Jory (Kyler and Kella's cousin) was kind enough to chase the other three kids up and down the hall as they raced.
 I'm pretty sure the other guests were really excited we came.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Todd Comes to Play...

Vivi LOVES when Todd and Michelle come over.  She has no problem hi-jacking one or both of them to join in whatever game she has concocted.  And heaven help them if Noah is over as well, because resistance is futile.  Some manner of madness will ensue.  Recently: couch pillows.
 It all began innocently enough.  I believe they were planning on building a fort.

This did not last long, because what better use of giant pillows than to squash your goddaughter.  

Noah quickly leapt to her rescue, as did Charlie, the traitor.   Actually, he may just have been trying to lick people's faces.  But I'll give him the benefit of the doubt on that one.

Then they ganged up on him, and Todd was doomed.  DOOMED.

Eventually the "fort" was constructed, although it looked rather like a corral.
 Not necessarily a bad idea.

Every time Todd tried to leave the fort, they both yelled, "NOOOOO!"
I think he finally escaped when we served dinner.  And that in and of itself was a close call.  Unfortunately, Todd escaped to my botched attempt at Pad Thai.  Imprisonment may have been the better option.  But that's a different story for a different blog, my friends....