You can imagine my excitement when I drove up from running errands to see such a happy scene. The cousins all outside playing ball, while Micah was finishing up the Christmas lights.
And then I looked a little closer.
Nothing like coming home to your 7 and 5 year-olds on the roof of the house, while the 3 year old peeks his head out of the open window!
(I actually thought it was fun for them, but was a bit anxious about the little guy….which had me entice Dash down to my car for a “treat”.)
One of our friends, Kelly Kartchner, came over to hang with us for the day. At one point, because she wants to be a photographer when she grows up, she took my camera and snapped some of our daily life.
I think she caught some pretty good candids, for a 12-year-old up and comer.
Scout was apparently moving too fast for her to get a good pic. And Dash…..well, crabby pants was taking a snooze.
Just a friendly Sunday-afternoon competition.
Who had the best Lego Temple?
Creative — check.
Captain Moroni — check.
Awesome — check.
I deemed them both victors!
And both were rewarded with two marshmallows.
Micah taught Scout and Navy how to make ninja stars tonight.
The above left is the one Micah helped with.
The above right is the one Scout did solo.
I was impressed — those things are hard to make because you have to be so precise.
But since my kids and ninjas are Japanese, maybe it’s in their blood!
I love a matching family.
Today the color du jour was Navy.
And the accessory du jour was a chin BandAid that Dash insisted on because he has “blood” from Joshua Tree (that certainly didn’t need a BandAid).
Micah and I crack up over this girl. From the time she was little, she has always rhymed things. Now, as an inside joke, Micah and I are rhyming things too. But an interesting thing, is that whenever she rhymes, she always adds the word “little” in front of the rhyme.
Such as:
If I say to Scout, “you’re acting crazy!”
Navy will come in from the background with, “you little Fazy!”
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I I tell Dash to “go potty”
She’ll say, “you little blotty.”
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She isn’t saying it to be funny, or silly….she just always rhymes.
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And the best part was the day we were playing a game to make up raps.
You will never guess who dominated!
Even over the adults.
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So recently at her parent/teacher conference, her school teacher told me the next unit they will be working on is rhyming.
She’s going to nail it.
Dash does the most classic stuff lately. One of our very favorites, is wherever we are, Dash announces that there is a ghost there, and then he tries to spook us out by Oooooooohing.
For example, while we were recently camping, we turned off the lantern, and were calling it a night, when out of the silent dark, Dash said, “Ghost in the tent! Ooooooohhhh Oooooooooohhhh Oooooooohhhhh!”
We all crack up.
Which obviously gives him the go ahead to do it again and again and again.
This is literally the second time Navy has ever tried a two wheeler.
The first was moments before, and I didn’t have my camera.
And check out Dash on the push bike.
He was kind of getting the hang of it, and loved it.
So clearly, it was time for a race between the two newbies.
But this near crash stopped them from more races.
Meanwhile, Scout was just making an insane obstacle course that spanned 2 houses!
The kids are trying to earn cash to buy their siblings Christmas presents.
So I made a book with jobs attached to dollar amounts.
One being — $2 for a cleaned out drawer I assign.
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Scout lives for making money, and he was immediately asking which drawer would work for the deal.
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The Community Pajama Drawer
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It has been a while, and there have been a lot of things that have congregated in that drawer. And there are a lot of things that have been outgrown. That being said, I can’t bear to get rid of my kid’s personalized long johns. We have WAY too many great times and good memories in those. So after the whole drawer was cleaned out, and everything had been grouped into piles, Scout asked me the fate of the long johns.
I told him to bring them to me, and a pair of sharp scissors…
cause I was determined to get some more use out of those babies.
Voila!
Not bad!
3 yr for Navy, 5 yr for Scout, and a 0-3 months for Dash.
I wasn’t quite sure why he had a tear rolling down his face.
I guess his were a little tight.
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But not to worry….they were headed to a babysitter, and after I stretched Dash’s out a bit, he was good to go.
The oldest and youngest in this house really dig each other.
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