This big sister is the best help I’ve got with this little sister!
Well, at least the best help that is of the same sex, in the same family who is within five years of the Pips!
But in that category….no one even comes close!
All of my kids adore B, but Dash has something pretty special with her right now. Probably because it was B who introduced him to games on the IPad. (I could kill her!) But every time she is over, Dash runs to get the “blue IPad” and sits tightly next to her and demands her to play with him. Most of the time she is excited, but she doesn’t really have a choice on the off times. But last night, after the blue IPad had lost its battery, Dash disappeared for a bit. Just when we had gotten rid of him, he came back in.
He was carrying an egg carton that is full of animal halves you have to match and put together, and he announced, “B…….Matching…..game…..coming!”
Everyone died over his cuteness.
And B hopped right down on the floor to set up the matching game and play with him.
That boy is hard to resist.
But impossible to resist when he calls you by name.
Scout made a quesadilla after church today that could have fed a small army.
And just as the two kids were going to quiet time as full as can be, the primary President showed up with a treat for the upcoming birthday girl!
Not that this is the cutest picture, but I think it is kind of funny to find my kid’s “selfies” on my phone.
Unfortunately, I don’t find it funny to have over 50 of this same picture.
At least I know the frame by frame movement of her tongue sticking out and then from side to side.
I made the grand plan of going up toe the Angel’s Stadium to check out the Monster Jam.
Clearly, Micah was pretty pumped on the way up.
We originally were going to hang with Paul and Riley, but they didn’t really have enough seats in a row near us.
No worries.
We headed up the stadium to where our other buddies were sitting.
The Hemans and Barbers had a perfect place with tons of extra chairs next to them, so we got comfy and had a blast.
But I think of everyone there…..there wasn’t a single soul who enjoyed it more than this guy.
We were there until 10:30, and he was wide-eyed the whole time.
He loved the “orange truck” and clapped after every race.
He was perfect about covering his ears the whole time to muffle some of the noise.
And for a boy who likes to move and shake…this boy sat as still as can be on my lap the whole time!
Dash got the stealing talk today.
But couldn’t he have picked something a bit less noticeable?
Just a pair of high-schoolers coming home from track practice.
Honestly, this kid is always happy.
(Unless he is awakened from his nap.)
The kid is almost always smiling.
But in just this past week, I have seen a touch of something.
When I say touch, I am talking about the smallest touch that can be seen by the naked eye.
But there is a touch of teasing his siblings/throwing tantrums without laughing mid way through/not doing what I ask happily/tattling.
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I still thought I was okay with it only being a minute touch.
But then it happened.
A FULL BLOWN SASS!
I said, “Dash, don’t ever get out of your seat belt!”
To which he replied, “Dash don’t ever get out of your seat belt!”
Did I mention that his tongue was out and he was repeating my voice in a high-pitched snotty way?!
Oh boy….and so it begins!
Auggie came up for the day.
I think my mom’s eyes have had her worried a bit, so we lucked out!
She mostly hung out, held the fussy Pips and went to my mom’s hair appt. and dinner with her.
While Auggie was here, Navy showed off her “big sis” skills.
But audience or not — Navy really does adore the Pips.
As does everyone else, but thank goodness Auggie loves to hold a little fusser.
The Pips has had what Dr. Carruth says is, “a classic case of colic”.
Poor girl.
But a baby whisperer was in town today, and that colic had nothing on the bouncing hips, patting hands and warm shoulder that Auggie had to offer.
Nonnie took us all out to eat for lunch at Zovs.
Our favorite!
As we sat there, we saw a butterfly out the window that was hanging out on the grass for a really long time.
So after we finished, we headed out to see if it was okay.
It did have a little tear in it’s wing, but was so sweet as it walked all over Scout and Navy.
They even took it in the car for a ride.
But when we got out after the car ride, their new pet flew off.
Navy was devastated.
But when Scout and I told her that it needed to find her mommy, she was okay with it.
And ever since, she has been eyeing all around her, just to “make sure the butterfly can find [her] if it comes back”.