April 27, 2015 § Leave a comment
Eldyn is at a point where he could legitimately take the reigns on the Say What Series. Almost every day he says something completely and utterly Say-What-Worthy. For example – this entire dialogue starting with:
“Mom, let’s pretend I’m baby Jesus.”
“OK. What does that involve?”
April 25, 2015 § Leave a comment
What is one supposed to possibly say in a post that is number one thousand. Gees Louise that’s a lot of posts. Probably best to thank (profusely) those readers who are still here (thanks, profusely) and not think too hard about what to write. God knows if I think of some amazing thing to say, I can always write it tomorrow. Clearly, there’s no blog post limit or I would know about it.
Thanks for all the material, boys! XOXOX
April 23, 2015 § Leave a comment
Don’t get me wrong. I think being a kid is way harder than being a grown-up. But there have been quite a few moments lately when I am supremely jealous of the angle my kid gets to take in a debate. These topics include:
- Weekday mornings
- Nap time
- When we are doing taxes
- When we are cleaning the house
- When it’s way too cold for shorts
- When cookies are an option
- When Eldyn tells us about his day – “My friend pooped on the slide!!”
- When Hiram makes fart sounds with his armpits
April 17, 2015 § Leave a comment
I want to tell stories about amazing kids. I know you know a few.
When I was little, my friends and I made a newspaper. It was one page front and back. Then we went door-to-door selling it to our neighbors – all of whom were very polite and either gave us money or found a way to gently send us on our way. All except for one guy who took a quick look at our paper and said, “I can buy the Star Tribune for less than a dollar and it’s got hundreds more pages than your paper. Why would I buy yours?”
It felt harsh and we were mad at him. But even then, I knew he was right. In that moment I had learned my first important business lesson and I still think about that guy. About how he, of all the people we met that day, had the…
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April 14, 2015 § Leave a comment
Pedal, Pedal! We got a new tag-along bike for Eldyn that attaches to mine, is his size AND has pedals! He is so thrilled (Upon seeing it, he said, “What in the HECK in the WORLD!!??”) and told me that he thinks we should always just ride our bikes. I like it too. It’s like a turbo booster.
Rocking Out: When we rearranged Lew’s room, we put the rocking chair in the living room. About a week after we made the change he asked me, “When will you put my rocking chair back?” Change is hard, so I tried giving it a little more time (Plus, it’s so big! We barely used it!) But, he never gave up the fight. Finally, last weekend, we put it back. It takes up a lot of room and he doesn’t care.
Accident-Free: We made the switch! No more rubber pants for Lew. AND, more importantly, no more accidents*. He’s really, very far along in the potty training process. I still have my sanity and Eldyn has all kinds of underwear – each with a different and equally awesome picture of something on it. This is a major milestone.
*Some restrictions to this claim may still apply.
April 13, 2015 § Leave a comment
April 12, 2015 § Leave a comment
Rink Rat: Twice in the last month, Hiram has dropped in on Brad’s weekly Friday morning hockey session for a few minutes of skating with his dad. He absolutely loves being part of a ritual his dad has been doing faithfully since long before he was born. So far, it’s only been a one-off (x2) kind of thing. But there is a little something there. The very, very (very, very, very) early beginnings of something we all hope will be a lifelong happy memory for Hiram.
Easy Reader: I know he can read but I cannot get my head around it. I don’t know why. I listen to him read. I see that he is reading the same words I am reading. And yet. There is still a large part of my brain that insists (insists!) he must have the book memorized. The book we’ve never seen before. Or the one that has so many pages there is absolutely no way. He finishes it up. Looks at me and says, “That was too easy. Easy, peasy, lemon squeezy.” It’s daily amazement.
April Fools! Sigh. Hiram seems to be in the camp with the people who absolutely love April Fools Day. Sadly, I am not in this camp but I promise to work on my attitude for next year. He spent all day on April 1 walking around doing variations of knock-knock jokes that were like this:
“And Roll! April Fools Day!”
Then you were required to laugh or he would look very, very sad. All day long this happened. On April 2 he tried it again and I actually kind of snapped at him. “No! April Fools Day is over!” He looked at me like I had just killed his puppy.