Saturday Morning Scene: Rockin' Out

I'm linking up with one of my bloggy besties this morning to show you my Saturday Morning Scene. Try not to be too jealous of my view. I know being up this close at such an intimate venue for an incredible concert is awesome.

Saturday Morning Scene: The Summer Obsession Edition

I'm linking up with Katie for Saturday Morning Scene and depicting our summer addictions. And when I say "our," I mean my boys. Because I haven't gotten a photo of myself lying in the sun, drinking my newfound homemade dairy-free iced coffee during the boys' naptime. That's partially due to the fact that they don't nap at the same time. Ever. No matter how hard I try.

I digress.

I have recently taught L hopscotch, which is a blast from my past. My friend Gina and I spent many hours perfecting our mad hopscotch skillz on our school parking lot during morning recess. We thought it was the best game ever. L agrees. You get to throw rocks, jump, and compete with Mommy? What's not to like?



And G's newest summer obsession? Walking. Well, with a little help. This kid is desperately attempting to keep up with his big brother. And happy about it. Can you tell?



What's YOUR summer obsession?

Saturday Morning Spells, er, Scene

I'm usually out and about on Saturday mornings, but since I am apparently too lazy to work out in weeks unable to hit the gym because of a sick baby, I get to link up this morning. Sorry about the crappy cell camera pics, but you get the idea of what my Saturday morning looks like...

First, I was woken by the cutest alarm clock EVER....

...who proceeded to cast a wake-up spell on me.

And yes,I know that the experts say that any screen time is bad for babies, but how cute is the little brother cheering on the big brother while he plays a little Wii bowling?

Don't worry, I moved G away from the evil television. And he's no worse for the wear.

Happy Saturday! Enjoy your weekend!

Saturday Morning Scene...take one

I've wanted to participate in one of my blogger besties' linkups for a while now, but I couldn't figure out how to get a photo of my Saturday morning tradition. Really, how do you photograph rushing around the house to get the boys' to my dad's (he watches the boys every week) on time for me to get to the gym? And do you really want to see the hot mess that is myself, sweating profusely and trying not to puke on my spin bike in my Saturday class?

But then today, I realized there is a special part of my Saturday routine that needs to be documented.

Every other Saturday or so, I treat my 95-year-old grandfather to a manicure after my workout class. He lives with my dad, so it works out quite nicely. If for some reason I haven't made it in a few weeks and my dad has to cut his nails, he always says, "Gina does it better."

Today, my dad snapped a photo of the part of my Saturday that holds a special place in my heart. Please excuse my post-spinning class appearance. Happy Saturday!