Mikey’s House & The Mall

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As Christmas looms on the horizon, we’re continuing the process of finalizing gift plans, wrapping and placing things under the tree, and trying to take a break here and there. This week was one of those where (thankfully) not too much happened until the weekend came around.

I say not too much, but there are the odd occasions when we snap a quick photo on our phones. Christy did that this week when she went to pick up Max, who seems to have a certain magnetism about him.

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I don’t always get hugged by three girls and a friend of mine. But when I do, I don’t hug back.

The weekend arrived, and with it a plan to drive a bit and see some old friends.

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…and ride scooters. Always with the scooters.


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Scooters, scooters, scooters.


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Scooters.

The boys grew tired of that, but we didn’t want them to just hang around the house when the weather was so nice outside. Instead, we piled into our car and drove to a nearby park.

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Max was happy with that.


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Owen too.


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Mikey three.


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There was lots of swinging.


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Then came lots of improvising new games with the ball we brought.


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Then Owen climbed the slide to swap places.


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The little guy passed through for a moment.


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And more ball playing time.


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Max insisted on trying to climb on mommy.


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So she took it as an invitation for a photo op.


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Then came more photo ops.


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Max looooooves photo ops.

The sun went down and the cold weather started to come through, so we headed back to the house for some pizza and play time.

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For Max, that means petting the cat time.

Every time we go over there, it rekindles the age-old conversation about when we’re going to get a kitty. So far I’m winning, but it’s a war of attrition. I’m quite certain that I’ll come home some day and a cat will have mysteriously wandered into the house.

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Of course, it’s not all about the cat.


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I’m sure this doesn’t remind Nan and Papa of anyone they know.


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Meanwhile, Owen took advantage of his lack of controller by getting some quality time in.


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Then, bathtime!

Mikey has, as Owen put it, “A million toys” in his bathtub. We left them in there and they played for a good 20 minutes before they finally said they were done. Owen was very confused about all the wrinkles on his hands.

On Sunday we decided it was time to do a little charity work, so we headed to the Galleria to check out the Angel Tree. Unfortunately, we arrived a little early and no one was there yet.

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Somehow the boys didn’t seem to mind the delay.

You might notice that they’re not looking at me when I’m taking that. This isn’t just a result of them never wanting to take a good picture. It’s about what was behind me at the time. Apparently one of the local charities decided to take over an empty store front and fill it with Dallas landmarks, created entirely out of Lego. I feigned a protest about paying to get in there, but my ruse didn’t last long.

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They had a scavenger hunt, which was quite engaging for both boys.


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Once they’d finished looking for all the snowmen and Harry Potter figurines, they got down to business.


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Mommy may have helped a little.

After that, we went on a minor shopping spree and let the boys pick out some clothes and toys so they could help give another little boy their age a better Christmas. I’m not sure they quite get the whole “Lucky to have all you have” thing yet, but we’ll get them there. Christmas is a tough season for that, with the wish lists and Santa Claus and all.

If you want to check out the rest of the photos, feel free to click here. Otherwise, we’ll see you next week!

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