We spent Labor Day "fishing", which Ferris's grandma introduced him to. He just loves it. Loves letting the line down and searching for fish, loves reeling it in before the fish have a chance to bite, loves dropping corn in the water. He pouted and about lost his mind when we decided it was time to go. And Lord help us if we actually would've caught a fish, zero of us could've handled that.
Filtering by Tag: Day in the Life
One of the city parks had a sundown showing of Back to the Future this week, so we grabbed some ice cream, packed a picnic blanket, and headed out as a family of four. Four! A month in, and we're starting to get used to it. The only downside is that now Ferris walks around saying, "What are you gonna do about it, butthead?" Dammit, Biff!
Lately my goal has been to explore Minneapolis, and go on "adventures" each weekend. Advance planning is a huge detriment of having a car; you actually have to decide where you want to go. Usually Ferris responds with some sort of kicking and screaming, "I don't want annedvenTURE!" But as his mama, I know he will always come around, and we had a great time at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts!
These days Ferris has taken to roaring at us, courtesy of his alter ego, Tiger Ferris. So what better way to tell you than to show you Tiger Ferris going about his day: getting ready for school, getting coffee with mama, obsessing over the big crane, the bedtime dance.