Ace finished up Awana on Sunday. This was his second year in it and last year in Cubbies. He’s finished both books and survived missing one class because he couldn’t obey his teachers. Next year, he’ll move up to Sparks!
Ceili Rain and her friend (younger by four days) Megan had some fun times while their brothers and sisters were awarded during our Awana ceremony. They were enthusiastic about the photo op! Kristina and I decided they were going to be “encouraged” to be friends since their sisters are friends and we are friends…they have no choice.
I’m trying to see how long a title can be in blogger…not bad so far.
Yesterday, we hit the ground running with dentists appointments for the 2 and over crowd (that’s Zoe, Ace, and Liam if you’re not sure who’s three). They had great check ups, great teeth, and all that. They even told the dental hygenist that they were homeschooled instead of saying they didn’t go to school which is their general response when someone asks them where they go to school! They’re learning.
We then hit an office store since I needed whiteboard cleaner and an eraser. Ya know, since school is almost over and I’ve been using paper towels on the board. I’m a little behind on my school supplies. We made it to check out and the announcement came, “I need to go potty Mommy.” This time it was from Liam.
So we asked where the restroom was and headed in that direction…stopping and looking at other things that they all got interested in. Since I had my items to purchase, the diaper bag (aka a purse) and four others, I sent Ace in with Liam. Five minutes pass and Ace saunters out of the bathroom announcing that he had to go potty too. I told him that was great but where was his brother?
“Using the potty.”
“Okay, why aren’t you in there with him in case he needs help.”
“Oh.”
Five more minutes pass.
I decide to take a peek in the bathroom (there was no one else in there…they had one of those automatic light things and it came on when the boys went in and no one else went in while we were standing there) and I noticed shoes, socks, and no Liam.
In my most calm and controlled voice I called his name. He appeared in the stall doorway in nothing but his shirt.
Again, in my so calm and controlled voice (cuz I’m just that good of a mother) I told him to get dressed. I asked him (calmly, I might add) why he had taken his clothes off.
“So you’d have something to blog about mother. I don’t know” was his reply.
Don’t mess wit’ the best!Stats:
12 lbs (80%)
23 3/4 inches long (90%)
Her head is a little small measuring less than 50% but she’s hitting her developmental milestones so Dr. B is not worried. She said that some kids just have really small heads. She is a petite little thing. I know some of you are looking at her numbers thinking I’m lying but all my kids have been in the 95% or higher for height. So, she’s petite for us giants! Looks like she’ll take after my mom’s side of the family (love ya mom).
More interesting Ceili Rain facts. She can go from a coo and smile to a scream in 2.5 seconds or less! We still can’t figure out her eye color. It ranges from a gray blue to green to a light brownish color depending on the light, what she’s wearing, and time of day (actually the latter has nothing to do with it but I needed a third thing to balance out this extremely long sentence). She is the only one of our babies who does not have a cleft chin. It’s kind of odd seeing one of my babies without one actually (oh, and that is a genetic trait passed down from me for anyone curious…I gotta claim somethign on my babies since they look so much like Mark).
Josiah started running a fever yesterday afternoon, so while we were at the doctor’s office, she checked him out (have I mentioned lately how much I love our pediatrician). He’s all clear except he has sores in his throat which means…hand, foot, and mouth disease has descended on our house again. Zoe and Ace have already had it but I’m not sure if Liam has. If he has, then we didn’t notice it. So, he may get it soon. Also, if it’s a different strain then Zoe and Ace could get it as well. Those non mommy’s who read my blog (if you are out there), not to worry, hand food, and mouth (not hoof and mouth) is a viral infection that toddlers love to share with each other. They can get sores/bumps on their hands and feet. My kids never really did but they did get them in their throats and it hurts, a lot. They can also get a little fever with it.
Photo courtesy of Liam…or Josiah…one of those little camera stealers.
For Mother’s Day, we again, celebrated on Saturday. We attended a free Pops concert by a local symphony. It was beautiful and the fun was added by a friend bringing her four children and in-laws with them.
My friend K and two of her littles…J just turned a year in April and M (the baby) was born four days after Ceili Rain! She gets the Super Mom award. Thankfully, in this picture, hubby J is helping feed baby J!
K also has a daughter who is Zoe’s age…they hit it off right from the moment they met (much like her mom and me) and have been close buds ever since.
I think I look good sideways, no?!? I thought I turned the picture but guess I forgot.
Josiah enjoyed rearranging my hair and adding to it by picking grass and putting it in.
Chillin’ like a villain.
J and Josiah are pretty good buds too. They started off their friendship by pulling each other’s hair…I mean by J pulling Josiah’s hair and Josiah just rubbing his sweet bald head!
I think J thought we were all clapping for him when the music started. He stood up and squealed!
Some tired boys.
Oh, and the orchestra
Oh yeah! His beautiful shirt was the second of the day as the first was covered in lollipop drool and the lollipopitself. This one is covered in cream cheese dip, mashed potatoes and fried chicken. I think he was saving it up for later.
Surprisingly, Liam was the one who sat still through most of the performance. He sat in my lap through the first half and we talked about how the music got louder and what he thought was happening in it…the good guys, the bad guys, happy or sad. He soaked it all in and hardly took his eyes away from the stage.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms!
to accept the Mother of the Year award! I’d like to thank all the little people…oh, and the littlest of all who helped me clinch the award thanks to this:
Mark and I attended a homeschool conference this past weekend. As an aside, I’m totally not a blog stalker but I found a blog on my Google Reader page and read it and realized she lives the exact same life that I do, except she has twin five year olds…I only have singletons…however, while at the conference, I told Mark I thought I saw the woman who wrote the blog. He laughed and told me I needed to tell her hello so I wouldn’t be reading yet another blog by someone I didn’t know. I chickened out…but then I found out later it was her! Ughh! Oh well.
Anyway, this conference has a big used book sale. So big that you have to have a timed or numbered entry to get in. We were set for 10:10 per our badges. I had just finished nursing Ceili Rain and slipped her back in the sling. I told Mark that she probably had a dirty diaper and he informed me we had about two minutes. I weighed my choice and decided a good buy was far more important than changing a dirty. Plus, when I looked (yeah, I looked) there was only a little bit.
So two minutes passed and Mark and I took off in different directions. I distinctly remember bending over the table and catching a whiff of breastmilk poop. Hmm, I thought, I guess she really needs a change. So, I looked around for Mark and then went back to my examination of the books…still smelling that lovely aroma. Mark made his appearance a little while later with just a few things from my list. I asked him if he could change Ceili Rain’s diaper and because he’s an awesome dad he obliged. I scooted her out of the sling and he took off to a far corner of the exhibit hall.
I don’t remember why, but I for some reason I decided to put my hand in the sling…and came back with a poop covered hand. Yep! She had a huge blowout. I took the sling off and marched over to Mark who informed me of the obvious…her diaper leaked…to which I informed him of the same obvious…all over the sling. He cleaned her up, wiped down the sling, and I stuck her back in it for the rest of the weekend.
And that, my friends, is why I deserve the Mother of the Year award. I made my daughter ride in a sling that had poop all over it. To my defense, we wiped most of it out and put a burp cloth over it so she wouldn’t get any on her. And also, my new sling that I made has a wonderful poop hiding pattern on it. It took me a little time to find the stain when we got home but I did and it came out.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
I’ve got one other story to share for the weekend but it doesn’t fit in this category and it’s already a long post to begin with.
We took advantage of the 90 degree weather this past weekend and set up the pool. While I wandered to and fro with Josiah going to the doctor, the three eldest dove in…sort of…it’s only about 15 inches deep.
