Tonight was rad.
I gave the kids one lyric, and they each had to come up with a song with that lyric in it.
The lyric was….”Grow Up”.
The three boys each did pretty good. Seth even had the Ukulele, which was added effect. Navy started, but got embarrassed. Pippi made up a song off the cuff. And Dash sang “I grew up in a family tree…I love my mommy, daddy and Nonnie”, and got extra points for rhyming!
I love me a good challenge…and a good relaxed night of fun.
How rad is Navy. She spent an afternoon missing, and then came back with this whole ABC book for the twins and Blush. On each page is the letter, a word it stands for, and some have pictures. My favorite was P is for Posey and Penn and Pippi. Navy…your kindness and creativity are two of my favorite things about you! Nice work my girl.
When Dash picked out books to read this afternoon, he grabbed the “Superhero Instruction Manual”.
Soon after, he grabbed Pippi…and they followed every rule meticulously.
They each had capes, both picked their super powers, they practiced running fast, practiced defeating evil, and became two genuine super heroes today!
I asked Pippi what the diaper was for, and she said, “Oh…that’s just for changing my baby later.”
I took that as….being a mom is a superhero.
Obvi.
A few weeks out from Dash’s birthday, we told our waitress at Cheesecake Factory that he was celebrating his birthday month. The waitress winked at me, and brought him a sundae. When it came, he watched the waitress with really wide eyes…thinking he was in the middle of a big lie. When I told the waitress that his birthday wasn’t for a few weeks, and she assured us that it was still close enough for a sundae, Dash finally relaxed! then Dash said, “Mom, we should come every day until my birthday!”
Every single day when Navy gets picked up from school, she starts doing her homework immediately. Most days, she is done with most of it by the time we get home. And most days, she is done with everything (piano, chores and homework) by 3:30. Talk about a girl who knows how to maximize her play time. And talk about a girl who knows how to make life easy for her mama!
When the kids got in the car today, they had their school pictures with them. I always LOVE to see what sort of pictures they end up with. This year didn’t disappoint.
Dash’s came out angelic.
Pippi’s came out hilarious.
And Scout’s….
Scout’s came out classic!
That joker brought the actual gel to school this time, so he could do his mo-hawk! His teacher was in tears over how hilarious she thought he was.
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And Navy’s pictures?
I guess when I announce every year “Yeah right am I going to buy these pictures that are ridiculously overpriced! Just stick them back in your bag and return them”, she did exactly as she was told. Because I never got to see my cute girl’s pictures this year. but if I were to guess….they came out beautifully. I mean…she is my most photogenic kid in the family!
Pippi made me take this picture in front of her “favorite car in the whole wide world”!!! She said she is “definitely” going to get this when she is big. I told her that she should definitely get a job with Mary Kay, or try to get the modeling job for Pepto Bismal. She agreed to try for both.
How rad is NayNay, who invited Pippi on a special date to Disneyland.
Of course, Pippi went to Disneyland in her recently purchased princess dress and her converse to accommodate her duck feet.
Throughout the day, I was getting picture of their festivities.
NayNay is just like B, and makes everything really fun and exciting.
For example…she stops for Pippi to meet all of the characters.
I NEVER STOP!
She also gets those huge lollipops for my kids.
I REFUSE!
When they finally came home in the late hours of the night, Pippi was the most tuckered out mouse in all the land.
When they got home, I was trying to get details on the fun day, but I didn’t get the minute by minute playbook until the next morning.
And to say she had fun, doesn’t quite paint the correct picture.
She had the time of her life.
Navy was trying to teach Scout one of her recent hand slapping routines. He was a little shabby, but it provided us some good entertainment while we waited for some hot bread sticks. Then I got in on the scene, with “ms. Susi has a steamboat…”. Unfortunately, they thought mine was pretty lame.
I don’t quite know when is too old for a little boy to get rid of his blanket, and stop sucking his fingers. But at the age of five…we aren’t even close.