Let this picture be the reason my kids will not get smart phones until they are 18!
Or until they can focus on their homework, sports and piano with as much intensity.
Smart Phones
Sicky Cuddling
For a girl who never cuddles, it was a welcome surprise when she crawled into my lap, and actually stayed there for 30 minutes.
I might be the rare mom who loves when my kids are sick.
They are extra cuddly, and build up antibodies all at the same time.
“Fragile”
Dash is always coming up with big words. Sometimes I wonder where he heard them, but being amongst a bunch of adults all of the time probably explains it.
Just yesterday, Micah called me to tell me that Dash had made a tall tower out of Legos. And when he carried it really carefully, he said, “Nobody touch this! It is very fragile.”
I guess he has come a long way from the “Captain Caveman” days that Micah named.
Pairs
In my family, my kids came in pairs.
We have Scout and Navy, and Dash and Pippi.
Or we have Scout and Dash, and Navy and Pippi.
But no matter how these four are paired up…most of the time each pair is up to no good.
Like when these two were making the biggest raucous because he insisted on carrying Pippi everywhere.
Or when these two were riding the escalator in my favorite childhood way.
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Please note that these two pairs were being unruly at the very same time…down to the second.
I know this, because when I went over to talk Dash into letting Pippi walk, I turned to see a few elderly people shaking their head. And when I looked ten feet past them, I saw my little darlings.
Sleepy Time
My kids were long overdue for a nap.
So it wasn’t surprising that Dash, Navy and the Pips were all asleep withing minutes of hitting the sack.
What was surprising….was what I found when I went to check up on them.
Navy and several of her furry friends had crawled under the fitted sheet for their snooze.
And Dash had managed to pacify himself with all three of his DayDays — while doing his latest favorite thing to do.
He searches for the little holes on the blankets and sticks his fingers through them with his right hand, while he sucks away at his left pointer and middle.
After School
I love when my kids see each other at school, and they run over to play together. Navy got a balloon from someone’s birthday treat, and she was showing it to Scout — and then said she got him one. It is heart-warming to see them excited for each other.
And when my heart is warm (or more accurately — Nonnie’s Heart), we treat kids to the Original Pancake House.
Picking
Pippi must have learned the art of picking from her older siblings.
So after baths and getting dressed, I had a big long talk with her about the things that she should not emulate.
Picking.
Picking and eating.
Teasing.
Whining.
Bullying.
Bugging.
Back talking.
Crying.
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The talk may have been very therapeutic for me.
Teacher’s Doors
Good thing I have an artistic husband who can really nail the faces of “Thing Chi” and “Thing Lee”.
Better thing that I have a husband who just goes with my ideas without complaint.
Because look at what the two of us can accomplish together.
Only … some mighty fine and Suessy doors.
Scout’s First Piano Recital
It was an exciting day to go and enjoy my child’s first piano recital.
He played Sneaky Sam, and was a natural.
No nerves, no mess ups although the tempo steadily increased, but that was probably only noticed by the finely trained ear — such as mine. (Wink wink.)
We really lucked out with our first piano teacher.
Scout really likes him, and I do also.
It was a real treat for me this afternoon.
The added bonus treat — was that it was at my old house!
The Sorensons take piano from Mr. Holt also, and offered their house up for the recital.
It was amazing to see the change.
And afterwards, the two main men in my life sharing a funny moment.
Reverence
Everything was chaotic this morning, because I just got back from a trip. That being said, our reverence meter was sooo off the charts it was crazy!
And when I say off the charts, I mean that in a bad way.
I finally gave in to Dash’s coloring party on the back row, during sacrament.
He and his ladies were at least kind of quiet while they laid and rolled around, and even “quietly” fought over crayon colors.
But nothing was quite as bad as this….
Just Navy questioning me on whether or not the roof tiles would hold her weight.
Yeah…coloring and climbing aren’t our usual Sunday behaviors.
But this week was special.
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