To watch a movie, you need movie glasses and a hat. Right?
4/17/10
4/16/10
Oh, the Terror!
This morning the boys were out on the front street riding their tricycles (twins) and old fisher price horse (toddler), which my husband received for his first Christmas. The twins would go roaring off down the street racing each other to the mail boxes and the toddler slowly pushes himself along, as his feet get caught under the wheels, with a huge grin on his face. Once having reached their target, my designated biking boundary, the twins come roaring back towards our neighbors drive way, the opposing biking boundary. By this time, the toddler has managed about five feet on the horse. With gaping mouth, the toddler giggles as they race on by, narrowly missing him. The toddler lifts the horse up, with him on it, and turns around heading in the new direction after his older brothers.
In the midst of this, a lady heads towards us walking her dog. Everything stops and all eyes are focused on the dog, which is only a tiny puppy. The twins position themselves with their bikes between them and the dog. The toddler looks on with curiosity. Unlike the twins, the toddler is not (yet) allergic to dogs and finds them fascinating. After, the dog safely passes the twins, twin2 realizes that the toddler is still out in the open and could be terrorized by the miniature puppy. Twin2 runs over to the toddler and starts pushing the horse away from the dog and then begins dragging the toddler off the horse so as to have a barrier between them and the dog. The toddler screams with horror at not being able to chase the puppy down the road and tackle it. Twin2, on the other hand, is fully satisfied with having saved his little brother from peril. After the toddler calms down, I hear twin1 whisper, "Phew, close," under his breath. And I proceed to give twin2 complements on helping his little brother. With the threat fully over, on their bikes they go and the race is on.
In the midst of this, a lady heads towards us walking her dog. Everything stops and all eyes are focused on the dog, which is only a tiny puppy. The twins position themselves with their bikes between them and the dog. The toddler looks on with curiosity. Unlike the twins, the toddler is not (yet) allergic to dogs and finds them fascinating. After, the dog safely passes the twins, twin2 realizes that the toddler is still out in the open and could be terrorized by the miniature puppy. Twin2 runs over to the toddler and starts pushing the horse away from the dog and then begins dragging the toddler off the horse so as to have a barrier between them and the dog. The toddler screams with horror at not being able to chase the puppy down the road and tackle it. Twin2, on the other hand, is fully satisfied with having saved his little brother from peril. After the toddler calms down, I hear twin1 whisper, "Phew, close," under his breath. And I proceed to give twin2 complements on helping his little brother. With the threat fully over, on their bikes they go and the race is on.
4/15/10
The Spirited Child
When the toddler was a baby, my mother nick-named him the "Jesus" baby. This, as it turned out, was much like the baby I had been: content, smiley, happy. Now a toddler, and with 2 brothers to contend with, the toddler has had to develop some survival skills. We now refer to the toddler as, "the spirited child." He is independent, strong-willed, stands up for himself, and is by no means a wimp or whiney.
This morning, I was in the kitchen getting his bottle ready. He walked in clutching his blanket and began complaining that I wasn't getting the bottle ready fast enough. He proceeded to drop his blanket and sit on the ground as I was shaking it up. I picked up his blanket and then reached to pick him up. He threw himself back on the floor refusing to be picked up and screamed for his bottle. I gave it to him and once the bottle was being drunk, he grunted for his blanket as well. Then, he contentedly lay on the kitchen floor clutching his blanket, slurping his bottle until his dad came along and picked him up.
Yes, he is a spirited one.
This morning, I was in the kitchen getting his bottle ready. He walked in clutching his blanket and began complaining that I wasn't getting the bottle ready fast enough. He proceeded to drop his blanket and sit on the ground as I was shaking it up. I picked up his blanket and then reached to pick him up. He threw himself back on the floor refusing to be picked up and screamed for his bottle. I gave it to him and once the bottle was being drunk, he grunted for his blanket as well. Then, he contentedly lay on the kitchen floor clutching his blanket, slurping his bottle until his dad came along and picked him up.
Yes, he is a spirited one.
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4/14/10
New Baby Pictures.
Sorry they are so small. I couldn't figure out how to get them off my scanner program.
4/13/10
Ultrasound
Well we had our 19 week ultrasound today. We were hoping to find out the sex of the baby, but alas it was playing shy. The umbilical cord was between the legs so nothing could be seen. So, a surprise baby we will have. Oh, and yes, there is only one.
4/11/10
A Stroll
I took the boys for a walk along an old train bed yesterday. The trail is close to home, so we weren't in the car long. We had a blast. The twins noticed all sorts of interesting things: fallen and broken trees (owy), foot prints and tracks, the river and creek. We even saw some Bleeding Hearts. They adventurously headed out on a little path by themselves. They gave me strict instructions to wait right there, though. I was not to move. He, he.
The toddler had a blast, too. He managed to trek quite a ways on the uneven, rocky, and muddy ground. He did, however, emerge from the trail very covered in mud.
We ran into the twins 'Strong Start' teacher along the way. They really weren't sure what to make of her outside of her school environment.
What a great way to spend a beautiful, but cool afternoon. Although, it must have tired them out more than I thought because upon returning the fighting and cranking ensued in full swing.
The toddler had a blast, too. He managed to trek quite a ways on the uneven, rocky, and muddy ground. He did, however, emerge from the trail very covered in mud.
We ran into the twins 'Strong Start' teacher along the way. They really weren't sure what to make of her outside of her school environment.
What a great way to spend a beautiful, but cool afternoon. Although, it must have tired them out more than I thought because upon returning the fighting and cranking ensued in full swing.
4/9/10
Vocab Development
So, the school board phoned the other day to find out what my plans were for the following school year. I said that I would be on maternity leave. The secretary said, "Okay extended maternity." I replied, "Ah, no. Actually, I am due September 7." "HA, HA," a shocked laugh was the secretary's response. Hmmm. Is 4 pushing it? I thought it was sort of the norm at the moment.
On to new words and phrases from the kids.
Toddler: (of course only I can actually tell what he is saying)
"Weeeeeeee" as he slides down the way to big for him slide in Nan and Papa's living room.
"Oh no."
"What's that?"
"Dog."
"Thank you."
"Na, na." (see why below.)
Twin1:
"Na, na. Na, na." (of which I truly dislike because he says it when he has taken something from one of his brothers.)
Twin2:
"My told you so." (This is even said in a condescending tone. Grrrr. And is often followed with "Seeeeeee.")
On to new words and phrases from the kids.
Toddler: (of course only I can actually tell what he is saying)
"Weeeeeeee" as he slides down the way to big for him slide in Nan and Papa's living room.
"Oh no."
"What's that?"
"Dog."
"Thank you."
"Na, na." (see why below.)
Twin1:
"Na, na. Na, na." (of which I truly dislike because he says it when he has taken something from one of his brothers.)
Twin2:
"My told you so." (This is even said in a condescending tone. Grrrr. And is often followed with "Seeeeeee.")
4/7/10
Prego Update
I spent the day yesterday finishing up some odds and ends that have been unfinished for some time. One of those tasks was to clean up the bottom of my closet, packing away the toddlers too small clothes, bagging my husbands ratty looking work clothes and taking them to the second hand store, and (sniff, sniff) pulling out my maternity clothes from storage. I am officially too big to fit my non-pregnancy clothes. Pants are too small at the waist and shirts are too short. I really thought I was putting those clothes away for a few years, but just 8 months later out they come.
My ultrasound is scheduled for next week. We plan to find out if we truly are having our 4th boy.
Oh, and I can now feel the baby move on a regular basis. That is the best part about pregnancy. In my opinion.
My ultrasound is scheduled for next week. We plan to find out if we truly are having our 4th boy.
Oh, and I can now feel the baby move on a regular basis. That is the best part about pregnancy. In my opinion.
4/6/10
A conversation
Mom: "We are going to see some Dinosaur bones. Do you know where bones are?"
Twin2: "The dog house."
Mom: "Uh. Yes. But there are bones in your body too. Can you show me them."
Twin2: "Back there. (pointing to the back of the car) In the dog house."
Mom: "I see."
Twin2: "The dog house."
Mom: "Uh. Yes. But there are bones in your body too. Can you show me them."
Twin2: "Back there. (pointing to the back of the car) In the dog house."
Mom: "I see."
4/4/10
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