Long Awaited Thanks

Thanks Bridgette and Karl for watching my older three kids this summer. It was such a help to know they were in good hands. They still talk about how old Karl is. (I don't know this significance of it.)

Kiss It!

This may be crude for some, so stop reading. This is my fun, crazy life.

In a busy office this week, Larissa said, "Mom, my butt hurts." I whisper back, "Your bottom hurts?"

She screams back, "Yes! My bum hurts!" She then starts jumping and wiggling in pain. I try to console her, but she keeps screaming her butt hurts and drawing a lot of attention to us. Then, she pulls her pants off.

"Larissa, put your pants back on."

"No, Mom. My butt hurts. Kiss it."

We now officially have everyone's eyes on us. I try to pull her pants up, but she starts to cry and screams, "Kiss my butt!"

Clearly, she was not giving me a pass, so I blew her bottom a kiss, but this just got her louder. I then kissed her hip. Close enough, right?

Jumping up and down, writhing in pain, she sticks her naked bottom in my face and screams again for the ump-teenth time, "Kiss my butt!"

There was no winning this one. The two year old did not care about anyone else, and in this public setting was not the time to discipline. So...

I leaned forward and kissed the bare cheek.

She then let me pull up her pants.

Don't Play With That

After getting stuck in Herston's walker, I think my kids finally understand that they are too big to play with the baby stuff.

The Magic Piano

So I am officially declaring Larissa day trained! Grandma bribed her with the piano and there was no turning back. Unfortunately, she has naturally given up her naps this week, too. However, she keeps reassuring me, "I'm happy; I don't need nap!"

It was a hard negotiation, but I am sold.

If only the magic piano could fix Ethan's broken foot...

Wrestling

It is just time for some more photos, especially since life has to go own after the best movie & GNO ever.

And yes, I do encourage my kids to wrestle. It is fun and tiring, and they like it.
I still do it with Grant.

Nail Fairy

On the way home from school today, Raea found a rusty old nail. She came home so excited! She asked if she could put it under her pillow for the Nail Fairy, who brings nail polish. She said her friend does it all the time.

Am I the only one unaware of the Nail Fairy?

Missing

One red MacArthur Elementary folder...with all the contents of my Master's Practicum research. Last seen Friday in the BDMC parking garage.

Unfortunately, this is for real!

Update

So I guess you could say with the lack of blogging, I have been busy. Here's the kids updates:

Raea- It is amazing how she is growing up. I have been told she is a little too social in school, and since I know her father, I am not surprised.

Ethan- Just this morning, he got mad at me for doing his hair wrong. He wanted it up and spiky. Seriously, I thought only girls cared about their looks that much?!

Larissa-We are starting to have so much fun with each other. Her new favorite phrase is, "Are you joking?". So cute from a two year old.

Herston-He is by far my biggest baby, and one of the happiest, which is nice because he keeps me so busy. He still has multiple specialists and multiple restrictions.

Pixie Dust

Last week, Raea and Larissa got their ears pierced. They love it, and Raea is so good about cleaning her and Larissa's ears! Somewhere in the world is a photo card with all the pictures to prove it.

Now today, I cut Larissa's hair, and she only has one more layer to grow out. I don't know if it is the hair or the ears that make her look grown up.

Halloween Photos

So glad someone took pictures of my kids on Halloween.

Thanks, Megan!