100. I really should have an eloquent post about Immigration policy, the war in Iraq, or at the very least the new Jolie-Pitt baby (who I am so thankful they did not name "Africa" as was speculated). Nope. Would you settle for a recap of our Memorial Day weekend and some Isaac pictures? I guess you really don't have a choice.
Usually the Phillips clan loads up in the Camry and heads off to Arkansas for Memorial Day and Labor Day weekend. This year we decided to chill at home. Saturday we headed out to the local mall, something we do not usually do on the weekends because of large crowds and tourists. However, it was not that bad and we did some fun shopping. Tobe bought me two cute shirts as I attempt to avoid being classified in the "sweatpants crowd" (That's a Ticket reference for those Mike and Greg fans out there). That night we just hung out at home as I beat Tobe at Nintendo (yes, we are nerds. And if you ever tell our children that we own a gaming system, we will disown you. I hope they never discover the mind-numbing world of Game Cube). Sunday Tobe and I were able to escape to the movies in the afternoon while Nana C and Papa watched Isaac (and did a few home repairs--we always love when Papa visits!). That night was the traditional cook-out and Isaac had his first hamburger. There is no way this child will be a vegetarian because his favorite foods so far are cooked, shredded chicken and hamburger meat. Monday found us being super lazy and accomplishing very little that could be labeled as "productive." Tobe did assemble the jogging stroller that he received as a Christmas present from my parents. It works much better for our morning hikes than the Graco stroller. Isaac loves the new stroller because it has a safety bar (think Texas Giant at Six Flags) that goes across his chest. However, he sees it more as a teething bar, rather than an instrument of safety.
To close this 100th post, I must include the latest pictures of Isaac. Thanks for reading these posts every day and leaving behind witty comments!
Bathtime Mohawk....I believe the hairdresser will be seeing us this weekend. We decided that Isaac looks like an old man with a combover when the wind blows his hair. It is getting so long! (Yes, that is a bruise on his forehead from an incident with the coffee table)
Finally....Happy Birthday, PopPop