Armful

That is is a lot of kids to carry! Good thing daddy is strong!

Amelia's party

Amelia requested a gymnastics party. This Saturday we made it happen. She agreed to a rainbow theme and it was a lot of fun! I think the kids were all exhausted that night- they played hard!

Beedo

Gemma has this word. Beedo. Beeee-dough. The kids have different opinions about where this word originated from. I honestly have no idea. But, she says it all the time.

Gemma! What are you coloring?
Her: oh, just a Beedo.

Hi Gemma!
Her: Beedo!

Gemma, what do you have?
Her: oh nothing. Just a Beedo (it can be anything in her hand from a cookie to a stuffed animal.)

(Softly singing)
Beedo, beeeeeedo, Beedo


(Fist pump) Beedo!


It has gotten so the other kids are using it as well. Last week at dinner, I asked Gemma which fruit she would like on her plate.

Her reply: Beedo.

Suddenly, William and Amelia are saying Beedo, Beedo in sing songy voices back and forth to each other. The dissolve into laughter at the hilarity of this word. Beedo.

John and I try to talk about our day, upcoming advice. I cannot hear what he is saying over all the Beedo-ing. We ask, demand and then threaten the kids to quiet down. Nothing can keep themMyron Beedo- ing at each other. It is irresistible.

John and I give up on conversation and eat our dinner. The kids don't eat as they are cackling, giggling and Beedo-ing at each other.

Parenting: it isn't what you thought it would be.

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Good night

Tonight John was putting Gemma to bed while I did other chores. Sunday nights do not have a shortage of chores to get ready for the week ahead. John was reading with Gemma and I heard talking and some laughing. It was getting late, so I stuck my head to tell Gemma goodnight and give her a kiss.

When I walked into her room, I found John asleep on Gemma's bed. Gemma was in the middle of her floor surrounded by a pile of books. John woke up when I giggled. He sheepishly said, "she was picking out another book for us to read...I just shut my eyes for a moment..."

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William

William is tucked in and supposed to be sleeping for the night. I am upstairs doing Important Things (reading a book), when he starts calling us.

"Dad, dad, dad," he calls urgently. I internally groan as dad is not available. I'm envisioning a giant bug or some broken light fixture. I don't move yet as I have unofficially clocked out for the evening (hahaha to that! You don't ever really clock out).

He starts calling again.

I ask him what he needs.

He replies he needs someone to come RIGHT NOW.

I make my way to his room and I am a little crabby. I want to read my book and park myself on the couch until I can't keep my eyes open anymore.

Instead, I'm going downstairs and find William in the doorway of his room with a giant smile on his face. He is bobbing his head in time with the best of some music coming from his room.

"Mom! MOM! You have to hear this! I LOVE THIS SONG! Quick! It's on the radio! I just love it and I want you to hear it!"

I take two steps into his room and start laughing.

The radio is playing "I wear my sunglasses at night".

Isn't this song great mom?

Yes, William. Yes, it is great.

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Gemma

Gemma is very funny. She daily says things that make us laugh!

1. Gemma came in our room one morning. I pulled her in to bed with me while I woke up to snuggle with me.

She was not excited about the snuggling.

"Mom! Mom! The sun is up! The sun is up! Yoot at the window! See? The sun is up! You get up too!"


2. At dinner recently, one of the kids asked about who had more owies: mommy or daddy.

So, John and I started trading old war stories about our injuries. We talked about what behavior caused the injury and then what the end result was. Gemma became increasingly upset as we talked and laughed about our childhoods. Finally she couldn't take it anymore.

John: and then I needed stitches right here (pointing).

Gemma: no! No, daddy! I was there and I saved you with my super tape! I gave you a big hug!

John: no, I went to the dr...

Gemma: (interrupting) NO! I held your hand and then you were al better! All better!

John: oh. I guess I forgot! You came and helped me up and gave me a hug?

Gemma: yes! Then you are okay daddy!

John: you are right! You came and helped me!

And so it continued. Every injury, Gemma swept in to save us from injury and then accompanied us for medical treatment. Usually, she would go ahead and provide the medical treatment herself.

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More conversations

We arrived at a restaurant last weekend after the baby shower and met my sister's husband and everyone's favorite nephew, Andy for dinner.

Zelda was delighted to see her brother. After she was done squealing over his appearance, she turned to Gemma and Amelia and said:

Where your Andy?

(Where is your brother?)

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