Mack Attack

A.k.a., McKay, Mackers, Macker-loo-eez, Mack-ee-looz....8 months old now!

Weekend

Last weekend, our plans morphed from an overnight stay in Lancaster, PA to visit the family-oriented theme park "Dutch Wonderland", to a day of yard work, playing in a fantastic rainstorm, and dinner at IHOP (where kids eat free after 4!).

You know, changing plans isn't always bad.

THIS is what all the fuss was about?!

Remember my post a while back lamenting that we had not gotten the digital converter box for our TV, so I was unable to watch my fave dance show?

Well, we got the coupon and we got the box.

And you know what?

LAME!

We got more channels before the box. Furthermore, the ones we got didn't skip in and out because it was "unable to find signal".

On a side note, when we try to "adjust the signal", it sounds like an old Atari game. So that is one good thing.

I am through complaining.

Nothing Short of Miracle

Some miracles you can buy.
After 2 unsuccessful attempts at individual swimming lessons for Lucas and 1 for Gabey, we just finished a 2-week, 8-session group lesson with miraculous results. The pictures of Lucas doing a front float are a far cry from the little boy who wouldn't put his face in the water when this all started. And Gabey, who wasn't quite as hesitant as Lucas, but not thrilled with the idea, was turning somersaults (literally) underwater by the end. Huzzah!

Thank you to my friend Wendi for (1) suggesting this pool for the lessons, and (2) taking these pictures with her fancy-schmancy new camera.