Monday, March 9, 2009

At Work w/ Daddy

Samsons 1st Trip to Disney Land!!

Our first ride we went on was Sleeping Beauty. Seemed like a good idea at first when everything was "happy", then we turned a corner and the queen/witch popped out with alligators trying to eat you. Not such a good idea any more. Poor Samson was crying, saying "No, no, no, I do not want to!!" I pretty much felt like crap and the stupidest mom in the world for thinking that ride was a good idea in the first place! The rest of the day went great though. We had fun walking around and looking at things. We caught one show, "The Magic in Drawing", where Woody, Cinderella and Mickey Mouse made an appearance. Samson was so excited to see Mickey that he patiently waited in line to give Mickey a hug and a high five. He also gave Woody knuckles and high five.





Sal was super excited to go on the Dumbo ride! (okay, Samson was with him, but I couldn't get him in a picture for the life of me!)
Samson was pretty much attached to Uncle Travis. This picture was taken before the ride started. Samson only sat on the horse for a couple minutes, then he made Uncle Travis hold him the entire ride.

The REAL West Coast Choppers




Finger Painting

Samson loooves painting. He usually uses a brush, and towards the end adds a finger. This was the first time he went all out with finger/hand painting. He had a lot of fun, and it's always fun for me to watch him do, and enjoy something new. Here is a finger painting mantra to help me survive the experience:

Mantra: Ooommm.....Oooommmm.....this is washable paint, it washes off easily, it's okay it's on the table, it's washable paint, it washes off easily.....Oooommm......Oooommmm.......(repeat as many times as needed!)

Airfield

We went to the air museum one day thinking Samson would be able to sit in an airplane or helicopter. But it was really only a museum, to look, not to touch. He liked looking, but was getting annoyed that he couldn't get into one. We tried a few things to distract him, but he eventual had an idea so he would be able to get in:

Daddy: "Airplanes are sleeping"
Samson: "WAKE UP AIRPANES AND PAY WIF SUMSUM!!"
Daddy: "They're broken"
Samson: "Bettew fix 'em daddy, bettew fix 'em"
Daddy: "They're locked and I don't have the key"
Samson: "Yets do det da key, tome on, yets do"

Eventually we ran out of excuses and just needed to leave.

Damask