to grandmother's house we went

Or, more precisely, to Nana's house. Because my grandmother thought "Grandma" sounded too old lady-ish and opted for "Nana." (Which I think sounds waaaaaaaaaaaay more old lady-ish, but whatev. But, for the record, I will not be "Nana" to any grandchildren who might be in my future.)

After lunch with her and my dad, we swung by TJMaxx. Lee and I misunderstood the suggestion to pick out an outfit for each of the kids, assuming she would be buying it since she asked us to do so. Um, no. But by the time we realized that, my daughter - who already has enough clothes to cover half of Africa - had fallen in love with a new outfit. And Robbie had found a dinosaur outfit.

And so it goes.

{Thank goodness it was TJMaxx and not some fancy schmancy store.}

But she is darling in her new getup, don't you think?

And, yes, in case you're wondering, it is a size too big. She is indeed holding the skirt so it doesn't fall off.

And her little brother? Well, he wasn't changing. Not even for a dinosaur outfit. Because when he put his button-down shirt on that morning, he smiled, looked up, and said, "Mommy, I look good. I look real good. I wearing buttons like Daddy."

Melted. my. heart.

And he loves big sis so much, often following just like this.

I can understand, though, Jocelyn is a pretty cool kid.

I love Nana's yard. I did as a kid. I do now.

Especially because the lighting and colors show up so nicely on film.

Oh, and the scrape on Robbie's chin? He woke up with it.

We have no idea how it happened. It's kind of like when that psycho chick Michelle woke up with a black eye on the last season of The Bachelor.

(Um, yes, I did just make that reference. Don't worry, I'm hanging my head in shame already. No need to mock me any more than I'm already mocking myself. I had a moment of weakness once a week during that season. Thankfully this summer it's The Bachelorette, which I never like as much. And which is about one of my least favorite girls from last season, so the temptation factor is muy low.)

Now back to my children. Aren't they darling?

And doesn't this just make you want to have a swing like that in your yard?

But they weren't content to stay there.

And Robs is following. Again. <3

And then taking off on his own. Watch out! It's TurboRobs!

Have I mentioned that I love this swing?

I don't know what Lee just said before he took this picture, but it must have been funny!

And I have no idea what was going on here.

I love this shot, though. (Not the crazy one above, the cute one below!)

(Yes, we did bring Napoleon. No, we are not those crazy folks who think that it's appropriate to bring a dog with you anywhere. Those folks annoy me. We just bring ours where he's invited. And Nana loves him.)