I despise feeding babies long noodles.
See why.
Good thing my 5 year old…
…and my three year old are getting the fork spin down.
Look at the determination on both of their faces.
But we have a few years before this guy can eat noodles within my preferred guidelines of cleanliness.
Until then, I just have to look the other way — even if he is trying to share.
For the first time (maybe ever) we had a minute to spare before church started.
So I got the kids and Nonnie together for a picture.
Navy was trying to pose up front while Scout had something going on in the back.
Then there was some more ruckus — at least it is a kissing ruckus and not a “dukes up” one.
Since Navy was the major culprit, I cut her out, but then Nonnie looked possessed.
So I finally told Nonnie to get behind the camera.
I thought we might have been able to do better.
Not so much.
Not much makes me happier than when I see these two pitching in together to do their jobs.
I have always said Navy doesn’t have hands and feet, she has paws.
Well look who is following in her footsteps.
Just like Sissy, his feet are about as wide as they are long.
The bad news — shoes are a joke.
The good news — they have a Nonnie who buys them a new pair every single time they go to the mall because “these might fit”.
Scout’s Chinese is hilarious. I think because it is a language that focuses on tones (it has four tones per syllable), it is just a really funny language to hear. Especially when Scout speaks. He emphasizes the tones, and it is classic! In honor of his new language speaking skills, I often have him speak Chinese for others.
The other day, while Britni Seastrand was over, I had him do a little showing off. In response, she offered her own version of Chinese back to him. When she finished, she said, “What did I say?” She was getting a little sassy with Scout. But she got a taste of her own medicine when he responded with, “I don’t know, but something about Christmas.” She gasped, and couldn’t believe that in her own Chinese made-up talk, she got the word Christmas in there.
When she told me the story, I was dying! Like he knows the word for Christmas. But, clearly he knows how to pull one over on someone! I better start learning Chinese, because I don’t want to be his daily victim.
It’s been a long time — nearly 3 months — since I have been to Abalone.
It was good to be back.
The girls were at their post on the stairs with the hose.
The big boys were getting their feet wet.
The little boy ate sand and crawled after birds all afternoon.
And someone was practicing her cartwheels.
At times — unsuccessfully.
I love that Dash is on the move.
He NEVER stops anymore.
When I hold him, he just wants out of my arms to get going.
Especially when he sees the other Tweedles playing.
He jumps right in to their games and sometimes takes a beating.
But he is as hearty as it gets.
He rarely gets hurt, and if he does, he whimpers for .2 seconds.
And I love how much my #1 and #2 love #3.
It is constant adoration.
Icka gets on these kicks where she mimics the way I talk to him, and she is to die for.
“Dashy….oh Dashy….you are SOOO nice. You are the cutest baby in the whooooole world. Come on….come on….follow me.”
Most of the times — these three together is Heaven to me.
Scout found some interesting things in the dress ups this time.
Spiderman, BYU Cougars, Moon Feet all wrapped up on one nail-biting boy.
Somehow, Navy’s chore chart from preschool went missing. (Maybe she caught on and destroyed it because the sucker reward wasn’t worth having to work.) So I made her a new one. She got smiley faces on teeth, prayers and cleaning up toys. But when it came to making her bed, I quoted her, “The cleaners are coming today, Mommy.”
So we turned it in as honestly as possible.
I had Navy’s preschool class over to go swimming. I told Navy about it the morning of, and she was literally beside herself with excitement. She was in the bath when I told her, and she dramatically stopped everything she was doing and exclaimed, “OOOHHHH! This is my first party in the universe!”
She could not have been a better helper all morning. And I was pretty excited about the fact that she was SO excited. When Britni picked her up from school while I was getting the shin dig together, apparently she told all of the kids, “Okay, the party starts NOW!”
And they all followed Brit to my house — and it was a swim afternoon that will go down in Navy’s book as “the best party in my life”.
After I told all of the preschoolers to get on the ledge for a picture, Scout insisted on a Kindergarten picture.
And the pre-preschooler just cruised with fruit all afternoon.
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