Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Giggles
Gemma loves her brother and sister. Her brother, in particular, can get her laughing so hard! They are so fun to watch together. This evening I was supposed to be putting away laundry and then reading to Amelia.
What happened? Gemma and William were being so cute, I didn't put any laundry away and poor Amelia started reading to herself (you can hear her in the background). This subject likely needs its own post, but Amelia is starting to read on her own. She has been very motivated by watching William work on his school work and read on his own. Not surprisingly, once Amelia decides to do something, you can consider it done. She is one determined little cookie.
What happened? Gemma and William were being so cute, I didn't put any laundry away and poor Amelia started reading to herself (you can hear her in the background). This subject likely needs its own post, but Amelia is starting to read on her own. She has been very motivated by watching William work on his school work and read on his own. Not surprisingly, once Amelia decides to do something, you can consider it done. She is one determined little cookie.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Saturday night
Or, turn a quick job into something much more time consuming by
Child one: curious. Wants to know how it works. Is astonished that the toilet seat can be removed. Do not be surprised if you find toilet seat detached sometime in near future when he decides to try out his new skill.
Child two: curious. Wants to hold all the parts, pieces and tools. Also is concerned that her brother is getting some unfair advantage or allowed more turns at something. The situation clearly must be monitored.
Child three: hey! Everyone is in this room! I want to play too! What's everyone looking at? Let me see! Why does everyone get all worked up when I try and pull up to standing on the side of this toilet?
* sometime last week the lid to this toilet cracked. I can think of many more exciting things to spend my money on than a toilet seat, so I was planning on not replacing it. The situation quickly deteriorated and I changed my stance to toilets need lids with a baby around.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Melt my heart
I'm book marking this one for when the kids are teenagers and driving me crazy.
William and Amelia are in bed. Currently, they are sharing a bedroom and have the same bed time. Amelia usually falls asleep within minutes. William takes a little longer- sometimes more than an hour if he has a good book in his hands (he is like his mama that way).
Tonight Amelia is already asleep and The Daddy and I are enjoying what we call "cute baby time". It is really the only time of day Gemma is the center of attention and we enjoy the few minutes of her babyhood before we put her to bed also (for the first time at least).
Gemma took off crawling and John and I just watched her down the hallway (90% to tired to go get her and 10% enjoying). She turned into the big kid room and erupted into giggles. I heard her crawl a little further and then I heard William laugh.
William: hey geemie*! What are you doing in here!
Gemma: giggles and then vocalizes what I think will turn into "hi" (as is has an "I" ending sound, has the hi inflection and she frequently does it when she is waving.)
William: giggles, then laughs
The next 5-6 minutes, all we can here are giggles of delight from our oldest and youngest child. Delight in having found each other and delight in each other's laughter.
Precious, precious children. Precious, precious memories.
John finally went in to get the baby when things started getting a little loud and William said: My cheeks hurt from laughing and smiling SO much Daddy. I just love Gemma SO much Dad.
Melts. My. Heart.
*William calls her Gee-me. Why? Who knows.
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William and Amelia are in bed. Currently, they are sharing a bedroom and have the same bed time. Amelia usually falls asleep within minutes. William takes a little longer- sometimes more than an hour if he has a good book in his hands (he is like his mama that way).
Tonight Amelia is already asleep and The Daddy and I are enjoying what we call "cute baby time". It is really the only time of day Gemma is the center of attention and we enjoy the few minutes of her babyhood before we put her to bed also (for the first time at least).
Gemma took off crawling and John and I just watched her down the hallway (90% to tired to go get her and 10% enjoying). She turned into the big kid room and erupted into giggles. I heard her crawl a little further and then I heard William laugh.
William: hey geemie*! What are you doing in here!
Gemma: giggles and then vocalizes what I think will turn into "hi" (as is has an "I" ending sound, has the hi inflection and she frequently does it when she is waving.)
William: giggles, then laughs
The next 5-6 minutes, all we can here are giggles of delight from our oldest and youngest child. Delight in having found each other and delight in each other's laughter.
Precious, precious children. Precious, precious memories.
John finally went in to get the baby when things started getting a little loud and William said: My cheeks hurt from laughing and smiling SO much Daddy. I just love Gemma SO much Dad.
Melts. My. Heart.
*William calls her Gee-me. Why? Who knows.
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You are what you eat
William: (looking at the menu at a restaurant) hey dad?
John: yes William?
William: do buffalo really have wings?
John: whaaaat?
William: (points to menu item)
John: oh! No! Buffalo don't have wings. It's just called that.
William: why?
John: (considers looking it up) I don't really know.
William: you don't?
John: nope.
-moments later-
William: dad? Do people really eat babies?
John: no, why?
William: (points to menu item)
John: no, baby back ribs is just a name for a kind of ribs.
William: why?
John: (considers looking it up). If I look it up William, you won't listen to my reasons any way, will you?
William: what? Have you seen my red crayon?
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John: yes William?
William: do buffalo really have wings?
John: whaaaat?
William: (points to menu item)
John: oh! No! Buffalo don't have wings. It's just called that.
William: why?
John: (considers looking it up) I don't really know.
William: you don't?
John: nope.
-moments later-
William: dad? Do people really eat babies?
John: no, why?
William: (points to menu item)
John: no, baby back ribs is just a name for a kind of ribs.
William: why?
John: (considers looking it up). If I look it up William, you won't listen to my reasons any way, will you?
William: what? Have you seen my red crayon?
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