Diminishing judgement

Years ago, before we had kids, I remember someone telling me a story about a 2 and 4 year old that covered a bedroom in baby powder.  I asked the storyteller, "Who was watching them?!  How does that happen?"  This person, most likely a parent themselves, chuckled and blew off my question. 

Three days ago I walked into the kitchen to find Sam (2 1/2) sitting at the table.  There was a full cup of apple juice splashed across the table.  Dry cereal was scattered here and there.  And Sam had dipped my DS stylus into a tube of chapstick and plucked out the entire contents.  He was playing Mario Brothers on a chapstick smeared screen.  I did not pause to ask, "Who was watching this boy?  How did this happen?"  No.  I now know these things just happen.  Not only was I just down the hall, but his father and grandmother were too. 


At least when he is asleep I know there's no mischief.

 

She helps keep him in line, too.

Lilyisms

"Someday I think I will marry a boy who likes to eat at Pizza Ranch and stay at hotels with waterparks."


As we are watching the Super Bowl half-time show:  "Sometimes I think rock stars are inappropriate."  
And a bit later, after Mike makes a sarcastic comment about how it could be so windy inside the dome: "I think they do that just so their hair looks pretty, Dad."

When deciding how to share candy with her brother:  "Unfortunately, Sam, there are only five.  You will have to have two and I will have three, since I am older."

Fall Review

Being back teaching this year as put a strain on my time, to say the least.  I have had many ups and downs, moments of exhaustion and exhilaration.  But through it all, my three loves have remained at the center.  The fall went by in a blur, but here are a few moments worth savoring.

 

 Leaf pile fun

"Boo at the Zoo" costumes - my scandinavian indians! 

Can't believe this picture really came before the next one!

 Jack and Jill trick or treating at the Concordia dorms.

 

 

 Our little Ollie turned 7!

 

 Sam had a bout of sleep trouble.  Climbing in bed with "Yiyi" seemed to help.

 

 

 Small family Thanksgiving

 

 

 Random fun with my boys

 

 

Much-loved snowman jammies for putting up the tree

 

 

 



Lily turns 6!

Well, I am playing catch-up, but better late than never, I guess.

 

Here are a few snapshots of Lily's big day.  She is proving to be a fantastic six-year-old.  Sweet, honest, funny, and clever -- that is our girl!

 

Our boy

He is cute as a bug, 

 

 sweet as can be,

 

 

loves Sesame Street,

 

 

and Daddy, too.

 

He is goofy,

 sometimes crazy,

 

 

and, oh yes, he is two.

 

 

Happy Birthday, to our little boy.

The big day

I am more than a week behind on this important post.  Mostly because I am just behind on most things, but partly because I didn't know what to say.  It is a day that mothers think about almost from the moment their child is born.  The first day of Kindergarten: that symbol of letting go. 

Here is the first Kindergartener in our house.  Isn't she something? 

She was so excited and brave.  And I must say, so was I.  Her teacher is amazing and Lily was so ready for her first day.  My tears never even made it over the rims of my eyes.  What a glorious ride this parenting thing is.

Road Trip

 Our westward vacation this summer was more than I could have hoped for.  I admit, I was skeptical about a car trip with two young children who can't seem to go 30 minutes without a snack.  I didn't believe 50 plus hours in the car would go off without a hitch.  But do you know what?  It did.

From Storybookland

 

to Mount Rushmore,

 

 

to Yellowstone



 

and the awe-inspiring Lower Falls. 

Big tourist sites

and quiet beaches.

 

 

 

 Old friends

 

 and old lands.

And all the way back home. 

You know you are blessed when, as parents, you are inventing reasons to extend your 8 day road trip to just keep the fun going. 
Money has nothing on memories.

Competetive Nature

Watching Lily at soccer tonight was eye-opening.  For the last ten minutes, twenty kids, ages 4 and 5, played a "game" of soccer.  Some kids picked grass, some half-heartedly jogged back and forth with the mob, and some swarmed the ball.  Lily was in the swarm.  In fact, I think she considered herself the queen bee.  Not only did she steal the ball from the blue team, she knocked it away from her own yellow teammates.  Now don't get me wrong, I don't consider this behavior desirable, but at the same time, my parental pride welled up at the sight of her running her little tushy off! 
After practice I talked with her a little about the game.  When we got to the part about her taking the ball from her own teammates, she expressed frustration that some kids weren't playing "right."  I commented that she was probably feeling competetive, like she wanted to score so much that she might do things that aren't good. 
"Yeah, sometimes I wanted to push kids down so I could just go and score.  But I knew when the game was over I wouldn't feel good about that."
I could not help but chuckle.  That pretty much sums up the tug-of-war between ambition and civility.

The 4th

A classic Fourth of July

Lighting and running through smoke bombs

Kisses and hugs from Grandma and Grandpa

Filling water balloons for a

water fight

Humidty and heat so high that your camera fogs up!

We also went to a parade in Ironton:  Lots of firetrucks (which Sam hated), lots of candy, and hot, hot, HOT!

The face says it all

From the mouths of babes. . .

A summary of summer, so far.

Farmer Bob and Farmhand Sam going to see the "tacto" and the "meow-meow."

"Can we have another cookie?  Please?"

Me and my sweet mom on Mother's Day.  Lily concluded that you must get shorter as you get older because, "your mom is shorter than you and Grandma Olson is even shorter than Grandma Crabtree!"

Sam congratulating Lily on her last day of gymnastics.  She said she was ready to take a break from gymnastics because she is, "really more into soccer and swimming right now."

Lily and her teachers at Preschool graduation.

Another pic with G & G

"Mom, how many pictures do we have to take?"

Everytime we pass the mower in the garage, Sam says, "Mow?  Not now."

Lily told me when I was lounging on this inflatable I looked "snotty".  Strangely, I knew just what she meant.

Because of my cautiousness while puddle jumping in the street, Sam now runs to the boulevard grass, freezes, and calls, "cow!" when a car drives down our street, even when we are playing safely near the house!

"Amy" -- what Sammy calls himself.

"I wish your hair was all yellow again, Mom." Lily has told me this several times since I colored my hair.

"We don't actually allow outside food in the zoo."  Two zoo workers told me this has always been their policy.  News to me and every mom there.  So here we are, eating apples from home.  Rule-breakers!

Lily before her first soccer practice:  "I thought I was excited, but now I think I am nervous.  I really don't like how these shin guards look."

Lily 10 minutes in:  "I am not having any fun.  I really can't do this!"

10 minutes later:  "Well that game was pretty fun."

After her first practice:  "Well that was more fun than I thought it would be.  I'm hungry."