You have to love a household where your kids feel as comfortable as they do in their own home.
Just check out Pips cruising with an open thing of cookies at the Thackers.
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You also have to love when that same family feels as comfortable in your home.
Or car.
Navy and August both got 10 “I will keep my seatbelt on” sentences.
And of course Navy got an additional 10 “I will talk like a lady”.
I thought the time-out stand off I had with Navy in France, was the most stubborn thing I might ever witness.
Meet Pippi.
The self-appointed Titan.
I am working with her at this point — trying to communicate with her, trying to understand why she has to kick and scream uncontrollably while riding in the stroller.
But her time is limited.
Because Titans don’t like what I have up my sleeve.
Just ask my now-sweet Navy.
Dash and The Pips are buds.
They play together, eat together, laugh together, and they sneak in while I am sleeping and steal my forbidden phone to watch nursery rhymes together.
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Every single morning, the one who wakes up first begs and begs to wake up the other.
I repeatedly say no, however most often — they wake the other up.
But they are smart enough to be discreet.
Like Dash will suddenly have the urge to brush his teeth next to the door where Pippi is sleeping.
Or Pippi will grab a noisy toy, and play up a storm, next to the closed door where Dash is sleeping.
It is frustrating and sweet all at the same time.
I love getting these life-sized drawings from Preschool.
I think I have kept all three of my kids.
I especially love that Dash is in his exact outfit he wore that day — and even with the single sock that is still covering his injured toe from a week ago.
Grandma invited Navy over to help her make dinner for all of us.
And when we arrived, there was an amazing spread of Salmon, rice, fruit and veggies.
And the bonus was when navy handed out a little treat that she got each of us!
It was a great night with great food!
I don’t think there are many things in life that are more fun than receiving a package in the mail.
And Dash doesn’t either!
Bella — you’re the best!
When Dash said her saw a snake on our dirt — he wasn’t kidding!
How sick is this.
Good thing our BBQ tongs were long enough to give me the courage to pick that thing up and chuck it 1/2 a mile away.
And then chuck those tongs into the trash.
How rad is it that my 1 year old is self-reliant enough to get herself a drink of water!
It sure beats me getting asked 18 times a day!
“Hills, the grass, flowers, a person, my house, the grass and the sun.”
One of my favorite things that comes from ABC Preschool is the verbatim descriptions I get on each kid’s artwork.
Navy has a bladder infection — poor thing because they are awful!
So I told her quick relief comes from a teeny tiny pill that has to be taken properly because the stain is the worst stain of all.
I know because Skilly ruined an entire outfit from this tiny pill.
So I undressed her, and told her exactly what to do.
Unfortunately, the toilet seat, tile floor, her underwear and even her skin are all stained bright yellow — even after intense cleaning.
I’m just crossing my fingers that some of the medicine actually went in her tummy instead of on her tummy.