Ride ‘Em Cowboy!

A couple weeks ago, Jack was trying to play cowboy and he announced, “Mommy, while we’re at school tomorrow can you go to a cowboy store and get me one of those horse heads on a stick?”  If I’d had food in my mouth I would have spit it out laughing.  I like that he didn’t ask for a toy horse, but for a “horse head on a stick.”

I didn’t come across any cowboy stores in my travels so he had to rein in (pun intended) his cowboy ambitions for a bit.  Luckily for wanna-be cowboys, Nana and Pop Pop came in town this weekend and Nana’s friend, Miss Deb, let her know about a potential cowboy store.  Sometimes it’s called Big Lots and sometimes it’s called The Cowboy Store.

After lunch out with Nana, we headed over to the store to see if they had any horse heads for sale.  In the meantime, Jack had gotten a little hung up on some Cars 2 toys that he wanted.  He’s pretty sure that if he talks about something for long enough and is very serious about his “needs” that he will get what he wants.  He decided he needed some special Cars 2 Action Agents cars and the Battle Station that they accessorize.  Of course this Battle Station can’t use the same size cars that we already have.  It needs newer, smaller, specially built cars.

It’s really my fault that he even knows about the existence of these cars in the first place.  I let him watch YouTube videos that review a lot of the toys.  It started off with reviews of some of the Lego sets that he likes/has and has moved on to Cars 2 toys.  He knows a lot of random facts about toys that he doesn’t even own.  I think it’s safe to say that his letter to Santa might have a long list in it.

Anyway, while Jack was busy searching for Action Agents, Nana found the horse barn and as soon as Jack saw Nana holding his new pet, he forgot all about those cars.  The horse heads on sticks turned out to be pretty nice.  They even had a pink one for Casey.

The nice lady at checkout spent some time putting the horses in bags and covering them all up so they wouldn’t get wet in the walk to the car.  Jack and Casey were appreciative but it really was a wasted effort since it took her longer to cover them that it did to walk to the car and rip them out of the bags.  These horses had to get saddled up immediately!  Or at least get named.  There were a few trial names, but I think they’ve settled on Tipper for Jack and Marley for Casey.

Tired Cowboy
Fashionable Cowgirl

Since then, we’ve been living all rodeo, all day.  I can’t buy apples and carrots fast enough.  In between watching YouTube videos about toys we don’t have, that is.

Jack just figured out that he can record the music he plays on his toy piano and he has composed a special cowboy song.  Today they also attached the horse to a storage box that has wheels so that it would be like the horses pulling Cinderella’s carriage.  I love their imaginations!  It never would have crossed my mind that my kids might like one of those horse heads on a stick, but now I’m the proud mama of two little equestrians and I hope they continue to ride the range as far as their imaginations can take them.

 

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My Pretty Girl

I went to the fabric store with Casey last week to stock up on some fabric that was on sale.  The corduroy was also on sale and I wanted to try to make Casey a jumper so I let her pick some fabric.  I didn’t really love any of the corduroy selection but she found a pink one with blue and pink dogs on it that she loved and she was happy.  She was also adorable as we waited for the kind but slow lady to cut all our fabric.  Casey wanted to hold on to her fabric and kept telling everyone that I was going to make a pretty dress for her.  She also kept touching all the pink and purple fabrics and saying “Dis is bootiful, Mommy.”

It only took a couple hours (over the course of a couple days) and I made this “pretty dress” for Casey.  I used this tutorial from a blog called ikatbag.  She wore it for two days and then I convinced her that it needed to be washed.

We’ve also reached a big milestone in Casey’s life.  After over a year (seriously) of whining and expressing her frustration, she can finally reach the light above her seat in the car!  She would be so upset when Jack could click his light on and off and she couldn’t reach hers.  I noticed her light was on one day last week but I didn’t think she could reach it yet so I didn’t ask her to try to turn it off else she would get frustrated.  But all of a sudden she reached up and said, “I turned my light off!” I’m not sure who was happier, her or me.

Casey is also on a funny name kick.  She keeps repeatedly asking me, “What’s your name again?”  She knows the answer but she asks it so genuinely, like she has just met me but forgot my name.  The best is when she says, “What’s your name again, Jack?”  Then she makes up names for Legos or dolls or imaginary friends and they are all called Kaya, Naya or Saya (the first a is a long a).  It’s pretty funny to watch her play with her toys right now.  She and Jack have been playing very nicely with their Legos.  I’m so glad I bought her a box of her own pink Legos for Christmas.

Jack’s Missile Defense

Jack is very interested in missiles these last few days.  I can’t really remember what might have been the catalyst for this.  He keeps asking to look at pictures of missiles on the internet and wants to know what they are doing.  I explain as much as I can, from what I know and what I’m reading about the picture.

I just built him a missile out of a couple pieces of construction paper.  He’s happily playing with it along with a Lego airplane and a plastic box.

“Mommy, do you know who Berker is?”

“No, Jack, I don’t.  Who is he?”

“He’s the pilot of this airplane and just shot the missile out of it.”

“Oh, okay.”

The plastic box is his aircraft carrier.  He’s moved on to a bigger one because it’s easier for the plane to take off and land.

“Mommy, do you know what a surgent is?”

“No, I don’t Jack.  What does it do?”

“It helps the planes take off from the ship.  It gives them a surge.”

“Like the catapult?”

“No, it’s a surgent.”

“Where did you learn about surgents?”

“I just know it.”

Next question.

“Mommy, do you know what this missile is going to shoot?”

“No…”

“Think about it first Mommy, don’t just say it.  You can think about it.”

This has been going on for 30 minutes now.  His missiles are coming out of submarines, airplanes, ships and big places underground.  He has definitely been absorbing what I’m telling him.  Welcome to Jack’s world.