Gavin: "We help Jesus when we choose the right!"
Me: "That's right honey." I am thinking, 'what a smart kid! He surprises me everyday with the things he is absorbing!'
Gavin: Holding up his hand and waving it around, "Is this(indicating his hand) the right?"
Me: "Oh. Well yeah, that is your right hand."
Friday, February 12, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
Lullaby
I warn you. If you are looking for spectacular musical ability then you probably don't want to listen to this. Lately we have been letting Gavin stay up a little later that the other kids. It makes him feel so big, and so he has been helping us put the other kids to bed. He helps us tuck them in and even helps sing our lullaby, "Angel Lullaby." It gets a little better towards the middle. Grandma's Barry and Ross this is for you:
Tonight before bedtime the kids were running around like crazies, crashing into each other and laughing hysterically. At one point I looked over to see Atticus laying on top of Anne's head. "Atticus," I snapped, "get off of her head!" Gavin pipes up, "But Mommy, we are da lions and she's da zebra." I then notice that Gavin is indeed laying on her legs and has her foot in his mouth. Anne was remarkably complacent during the whole affair, happy I think, just to be included.
Tonight before bedtime the kids were running around like crazies, crashing into each other and laughing hysterically. At one point I looked over to see Atticus laying on top of Anne's head. "Atticus," I snapped, "get off of her head!" Gavin pipes up, "But Mommy, we are da lions and she's da zebra." I then notice that Gavin is indeed laying on her legs and has her foot in his mouth. Anne was remarkably complacent during the whole affair, happy I think, just to be included.
I love love love LOVE my kids...no really, I do!
Yesterday was a fun day. There are major diaper failures on the girls and boys beds the night before. Which makes us stuck at home while I try to get the bedding washed and dried by nap time. As I am putting the last sheet and blanket back into place I realize that Annie has fallen asleep on my bed. Shoot. Oh well. I decide to make lunch before attempting a nap with the others. When I go to pry the kids out of their cartoon lair...aka my room, Atticus is laying, on my bed, in a huge puddle of urine. HUGE. "Oh well," I think, "at least it is on Kenneth's side." cue karma. 30 minutes later Annie wakes up in a huge puddle of urine AND poop....on my side of the bed. Joy. Did I mention that I have just gotten all of their bedding back on their beds? Now on to the king size mess. I think I can have the comforter dried before my bedtime. Maybe. If I hurry. Kids!
This morning Gavin comes up behind me and says, "Mommy, you have a race track bottom."
Me: "What does that mean?"
Gavin: "That you really really look like a hippopotamus!"
And we were excited when he started talking!?!
I really really really love my kids....no really, I do!
This morning Gavin comes up behind me and says, "Mommy, you have a race track bottom."
Me: "What does that mean?"
Gavin: "That you really really look like a hippopotamus!"
And we were excited when he started talking!?!
I really really really love my kids....no really, I do!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Updates
Well, it has been a while. I can't apologize. I did write....but in my journal. The end of November and the month of December were wonderful, terrible, stressful, blessed months. A lot happened, but most of it was too personal for this public forum.
Annie:
I heard her calling, "Hep(help) me! Momma! Hep me!" When I walked in the room I found her like this:
She thinks she is one of the twins...unfortunately for her it sometimes gets her stuck. She is so mischievous. One of her favorite games is to grab toys from her sibs, and run away shrieking with laughter while they chase her down and tackle her(which she also loves). She is my little shadow. Where ever I am she is my little satellite with a five foot orbit around me. She is only one month away from being legit in nursery....*cue Hallelujah Chorus* She has been ready for the last 6 months, and will get to hang out with the twins in there for almost a whole year....methinks she won't have any trouble with the transition.
She loves to talk on the phone, but her script never varies...
"He-oh Gwa-pa!(regardless of who she is talking to) Yesh. I oh ooh(I love you). Bye bye. He-oh Gwa-pa!"
We moved all the kiddos into the same room. I had my doubts about the arrangement, but Kenneth insisted. What do you know, they LOVE it. Not only that, but within a week they were all sleeping in the same bed. Blows me away every evening that they actually like sleeping in a pile.
Atticus:
A few nights back Gavin got extremely frustrated, yelled, "I'm so ANGRY!" Stomped down the hall and slammed his bedroom door.
A few minutes later Atticus(who had been playing quietly with his trains) looked up at me and said, "Mom, I so An-gwee!" with a serious look that I couldn't take seriously. Again, "MOM, I so An-gwee!" And he stands up and makes a big show of stomping down the hall and trying to slam his door. A little while later he came back, but as soon as he noticed me watching him, he quickly restored his disgruntled look, informed me once again that he was "an-gwee," and stomped once again down the hall. He did it at least 3 times, and again the next morning. Of course when Gavin did it, it infuriated me. When Atticus did it I was in giggles the whole time, I am sure at some point I will regret that.
Atticus has also decided that he likes preschool. We do preschool once a week with some other kids their age in the ward. For the first half of the year Atticus was only interested in whether or not the other kids had cars at their houses. Then, in the beginning of January, all of the sudden he woke up in preschool. He participates, he is excited and learning. He pesters me everyday to go to preschool and pitches a fit on the days that Gavin gets to go to preschool and he doesn't. Oy vey.
He is an opinionated little cuss...and usually his opinion involves taking the opposite view of what ever I have decided needs to happen. He refuses to kiss me. He is my most momma's boy of the momma's boys...but suddenly he is very stingy with his affection. Apparently he is too old to kiss his mother. Unfortunately for him, his mother is still bigger than him and can wrestle him down and bestow kisses and hugs. Seriously, what a stink!
Gavin:
He is putting the world together in interesting ways. He is full of questions, and because his father is an incredible teacher, if Gavin asks a question, then Kenneth gives him a detailed understandable answer. Gavin is getting a pretty good grasp of what is going on around him. This has led to some very embarrassing situations... Like when his preschool teacher was talking about baby penguins and baby polar bears. Baby penguins hatch out of eggs and baby polar bears are born....Gavin jumps in, "...like people. Like my dad put his _____ in my mommy's _____ and there was sperm and it turned into a cell, and that cell turned into Annie. And then Annie came out of my mommy, and she's our baby." Let's just say the teacher's eyes got big...and it went over the heads of the other kids....At least I hope it did, because Gavin also happened to mention to his classmates around Christmas that there is no Santa Claus....and Heavens to Betsy are we really the family that introduced sex AND ruined Christmas to a group of 4 year olds? Needless to say, we are now working on the concept of 'things you only talk about with Mom/Dad/Grandma/Grandpa.'
We have been doing a lot of mani/pedi's around here. Jane needs to change the color of her finger nails at least twice a week(Thanks Aunt Stephanie for greatly expanding our nail polish supply). Jane revels so much in girly things that she sucks other people into her world. Atticus usually demands(and is gratified) that his fingernails AND toenails be painted whenever Jane gets hers done...He also asks every once in a while where his dress is.
Kenneth recently got some serious street cred with Jane. So if you need a chuckle just ask Kenneth to take off his shoes....
I am signed up for a fitness boot camp. My coach also plays amateur roller hockey. His team was in the playoffs so we went to the game. It was by far the best sporting event we have ever been to as a family. The glass goes all the way to the floor so the kids had an excellent view, and whenever someone or the puck slammed into the glass by us it was like Christmas, they were so excited. It was also low key enough that people were not bothered by 4 energetic kiddos running up and down the bleachers and all around the place.
Annie:
I heard her calling, "Hep(help) me! Momma! Hep me!" When I walked in the room I found her like this:
She thinks she is one of the twins...unfortunately for her it sometimes gets her stuck. She is so mischievous. One of her favorite games is to grab toys from her sibs, and run away shrieking with laughter while they chase her down and tackle her(which she also loves). She is my little shadow. Where ever I am she is my little satellite with a five foot orbit around me. She is only one month away from being legit in nursery....*cue Hallelujah Chorus* She has been ready for the last 6 months, and will get to hang out with the twins in there for almost a whole year....methinks she won't have any trouble with the transition.
She loves to talk on the phone, but her script never varies...
"He-oh Gwa-pa!(regardless of who she is talking to) Yesh. I oh ooh(I love you). Bye bye. He-oh Gwa-pa!"
We moved all the kiddos into the same room. I had my doubts about the arrangement, but Kenneth insisted. What do you know, they LOVE it. Not only that, but within a week they were all sleeping in the same bed. Blows me away every evening that they actually like sleeping in a pile.
Atticus:A few nights back Gavin got extremely frustrated, yelled, "I'm so ANGRY!" Stomped down the hall and slammed his bedroom door.
A few minutes later Atticus(who had been playing quietly with his trains) looked up at me and said, "Mom, I so An-gwee!" with a serious look that I couldn't take seriously. Again, "MOM, I so An-gwee!" And he stands up and makes a big show of stomping down the hall and trying to slam his door. A little while later he came back, but as soon as he noticed me watching him, he quickly restored his disgruntled look, informed me once again that he was "an-gwee," and stomped once again down the hall. He did it at least 3 times, and again the next morning. Of course when Gavin did it, it infuriated me. When Atticus did it I was in giggles the whole time, I am sure at some point I will regret that.
Atticus has also decided that he likes preschool. We do preschool once a week with some other kids their age in the ward. For the first half of the year Atticus was only interested in whether or not the other kids had cars at their houses. Then, in the beginning of January, all of the sudden he woke up in preschool. He participates, he is excited and learning. He pesters me everyday to go to preschool and pitches a fit on the days that Gavin gets to go to preschool and he doesn't. Oy vey.
He is an opinionated little cuss...and usually his opinion involves taking the opposite view of what ever I have decided needs to happen. He refuses to kiss me. He is my most momma's boy of the momma's boys...but suddenly he is very stingy with his affection. Apparently he is too old to kiss his mother. Unfortunately for him, his mother is still bigger than him and can wrestle him down and bestow kisses and hugs. Seriously, what a stink!
Gavin:
He is putting the world together in interesting ways. He is full of questions, and because his father is an incredible teacher, if Gavin asks a question, then Kenneth gives him a detailed understandable answer. Gavin is getting a pretty good grasp of what is going on around him. This has led to some very embarrassing situations... Like when his preschool teacher was talking about baby penguins and baby polar bears. Baby penguins hatch out of eggs and baby polar bears are born....Gavin jumps in, "...like people. Like my dad put his _____ in my mommy's _____ and there was sperm and it turned into a cell, and that cell turned into Annie. And then Annie came out of my mommy, and she's our baby." Let's just say the teacher's eyes got big...and it went over the heads of the other kids....At least I hope it did, because Gavin also happened to mention to his classmates around Christmas that there is no Santa Claus....and Heavens to Betsy are we really the family that introduced sex AND ruined Christmas to a group of 4 year olds? Needless to say, we are now working on the concept of 'things you only talk about with Mom/Dad/Grandma/Grandpa.'
We have been doing a lot of mani/pedi's around here. Jane needs to change the color of her finger nails at least twice a week(Thanks Aunt Stephanie for greatly expanding our nail polish supply). Jane revels so much in girly things that she sucks other people into her world. Atticus usually demands(and is gratified) that his fingernails AND toenails be painted whenever Jane gets hers done...He also asks every once in a while where his dress is.
Kenneth recently got some serious street cred with Jane. So if you need a chuckle just ask Kenneth to take off his shoes....
I am signed up for a fitness boot camp. My coach also plays amateur roller hockey. His team was in the playoffs so we went to the game. It was by far the best sporting event we have ever been to as a family. The glass goes all the way to the floor so the kids had an excellent view, and whenever someone or the puck slammed into the glass by us it was like Christmas, they were so excited. It was also low key enough that people were not bothered by 4 energetic kiddos running up and down the bleachers and all around the place.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
farmer's market...
When we were making the decision to move to Cali, finding a place to live became my responsibility. I told the Lord that if I was going to have to leave my family to move across the country with 4 little kids, then finding a house needed to be easy. Otherwise I would take it as a sign that we weren't supposed to move(even though I knew we were) and plant my behind firmly in southeast Texas! The Lord was merciful with my insolence and the perfect place just about fell into our laps. Seriously I keep finding out reasons we are lucky to be were we are. 1. We have a huge fenced in backyard. The biggest one that I have seen in our price range. 2. We live by so many parks...and in a place with weather where you can play outside year round. 3. There is a super Target 3 blocks from our house. It has been closed for renovations the whole time we have lived here, but no more...Grand Opening is TOMORROW! I am so excited! 4. There is a farmers market every Saturday...3 blocks from our house! Seriously! We live in such a cool place. Today was my first time to visit. I didn't get a lot of pictures of the stalls of produce, and indian food, and handicrafts....But we did run into this guy:
It was kind of a tough sell at first...
But with a little balloon flatulence he won them over...
...especially Atticus, who laughed so hard he got blue in the face and I was sure he was going to pass out.
We ended up popping most of our balloons before we even paid for them, but the kids were laughing so hard they didn't care.
Stuffing our faces with fresh grapes and organic apples, while laughing at balloon gas = the recipe for a perfect Saturday morning.
Happy Saturday to you!
It was kind of a tough sell at first...
But with a little balloon flatulence he won them over...
...especially Atticus, who laughed so hard he got blue in the face and I was sure he was going to pass out.
We ended up popping most of our balloons before we even paid for them, but the kids were laughing so hard they didn't care.
Stuffing our faces with fresh grapes and organic apples, while laughing at balloon gas = the recipe for a perfect Saturday morning.
Happy Saturday to you!
Friday, November 13, 2009
On matters of music....
There are some slight differences of opinion when it comes to what music should be played in the van....
The kids seem to think that the soundtrack from "The Nightmare Before Christmas," should be on repeat...all.the.time. I'll admit, I like that music too, but there has to be a limit...when not just Gavin, but the 2 year olds know all the words(and even the baby chimes in every once in a while) you might have listened to a song in excess.
So I have instituted what I call 'mandatory taste enhancement...'a.k.a. something I haven't heard 500 times in the past 2 days.
The girls are more flexible, they can be suckered in if they see me singing a long. The boys....well, they are a tougher sell....
The kids seem to think that the soundtrack from "The Nightmare Before Christmas," should be on repeat...all.the.time. I'll admit, I like that music too, but there has to be a limit...when not just Gavin, but the 2 year olds know all the words(and even the baby chimes in every once in a while) you might have listened to a song in excess.
So I have instituted what I call 'mandatory taste enhancement...'a.k.a. something I haven't heard 500 times in the past 2 days.
The girls are more flexible, they can be suckered in if they see me singing a long. The boys....well, they are a tougher sell....
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
may the force be with you...
Left over glow sticks from Halloween, some really cool music, darkness = another successful FHE activity.
Can you hear Atticus singing in the background. The "Theme From Star Wars" is in his key, and like his daddy...if it is in his key, then he has to sing it at the top of his lungs!
Can you hear Atticus singing in the background. The "Theme From Star Wars" is in his key, and like his daddy...if it is in his key, then he has to sing it at the top of his lungs!
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