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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Super Micah Man is FOUR!
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We had a big birthday celebration here on Sunday. My sweet Micah man turned four. I know I say this at every birthday, but SERIOUSLY--where does the time go?!?? I can't believe that its already been 4 years since I was big as a house, 9 days late, being induced and told that when they broke my water there was a chance the umbilical cord could prolapse because the baby's head wasn't fully engaged (What?! 9 days late and not fully engaged?!?) and we'd have to be rushed the the hospital for an emergency C-section. Well, needless to say, that didn't happen, John kept taking naps during my labor and Micah made his grand entrance sooner than we all expected and then I was holding my new baby boy. That was four years ago already? Yikes.
But what an awesome kid he has become in those 4 years. He is so full of life and adventure and sweetness. He comes to check on Emilia when she cries and comforts her with backrubs and kisses and soothing words. Yes, sometimes those backrubs knock the little girl over because he is very strong and physical, but he doesn't do it on purpose. He loves to laugh and make faces and try new things, except for new food things and his taste buds seems to become less and less adventurous everday! He likes books and puzzles and anything unexpected, like a silly end to a book or someone jumping out from around the corner saying "boo!" He is lovey and makes sure to give everyone hugs and kisses before they leave, and even then a lot of times he'll run to the front windows to throw out some extra kisses and you'd better make sure he sees you catch them, too! He's still attached to his precious be-be, although less and less these days as there are some nights when he forgets to take it to bed with him. He's not a talker like his brother is and when he's mad or sad he likes to be alone and after he calms down a little bit he likes to be held before he starts playing again. He wants so much to be able to do all the things his brother can do and although he knows there's 18 months difference between them I think in his mind there is someway for him to catch up with Josiah. He told one of our neighbors the other day, "I'm going to be 4 tomorrow and then after that I'm going to be 5!" Ahhh, the days when we don't age fast enough! He usually cheers for the underdog, the smaller one and is so happy when they win. His favorite part of "Horton Hears a Who" was that, "The smallest one of all saved the day!" And he's even more excited when he manages to win over his brother! He's just such an awesome kid with a great smile and a wonderful laugh. He's goofy and adventurous and a fighter. He's loving and protective of his family and can't get enough of blue things, chocolate (particularly pudding) and playing with his brother. I love this kid so much, my heart smiles just thinking about him. What a sweet, fun treasure he is to me.
So....on to the birthday...
The day started with the usual funny face pancakes, always a good start to a day! Micah insisted that his had to have a 4 on the top, so one of his eyes was a 4. Emilia even had some pancakes this time around and she was sure a big fan! Could have something to do with the chocolate chips in them... :)
After breakfast Micah got to open his first present--Incredible Hulk underwear, picked out by Micah himself and said to be "the only thing I really want for my birthday."
He was SOOOOOOOO excited when he got them! So excited, in fact, that everyone in his class at church got to see the undies he wore that day! Leave it to my kids to walk into Sunday School and drop their drawers for everyone to admire their underwear! At least I know he really liked them!
Micah's Superman party was that afternoon and it was FUN!
All of the Super Heroes had to pass the Super Hero Strength Training Course so they could battle Lex Luthor and save Metropolis. Micah was the first one to run the training course and as he ran to the start line, he tripped on a stick/chipmunk hole and fell. He tried to brush it off, but when I asked if he was ok he said, "yeah...Noooooooo!" We got a bandaid and then he was good to go.
The kids had a good time on the obstacle course and ran through it several times before we played Lex Luthor on the Loose (aka Tag) and Kryptonite Keep-Away (aka Hot Potato). Then....Cake time!!
Mmmmmm...yummy cake, complete with Superman Ice cream! The day ended with dinner with Gramma and Grampa. Micah had requested hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill with homemade mac-n-cheese and I talked him into having salad because we needed some kind of veggie. But you know what? When it came time to eat, he didn't even remember that he was the one who chose what we were having! We were eating and he said, "Mommy, I like all of this dinner we're having." I said, "That's good. You chose all of it." Micah: "No, I didn't." I told him about my asking him last week, talking about needed a vegetable, deciding on salad, deciding on homemade over boxed mac-n-cheese...finally he said, "Oh, right." Well, weather he remembered or not, he was happy with it. That's all that matters!
It was a fun party, a good day and the next day Micah said he wanted to have his party again so he could do the "thing where we crawled under the board and ran around the cone with our finger on it, because I want to crawl through the tunnel again. That was fun!"
We had a big birthday celebration here on Sunday. My sweet Micah man turned four. I know I say this at every birthday, but SERIOUSLY--where does the time go?!?? I can't believe that its already been 4 years since I was big as a house, 9 days late, being induced and told that when they broke my water there was a chance the umbilical cord could prolapse because the baby's head wasn't fully engaged (What?! 9 days late and not fully engaged?!?) and we'd have to be rushed the the hospital for an emergency C-section. Well, needless to say, that didn't happen, John kept taking naps during my labor and Micah made his grand entrance sooner than we all expected and then I was holding my new baby boy. That was four years ago already? Yikes.
But what an awesome kid he has become in those 4 years. He is so full of life and adventure and sweetness. He comes to check on Emilia when she cries and comforts her with backrubs and kisses and soothing words. Yes, sometimes those backrubs knock the little girl over because he is very strong and physical, but he doesn't do it on purpose. He loves to laugh and make faces and try new things, except for new food things and his taste buds seems to become less and less adventurous everday! He likes books and puzzles and anything unexpected, like a silly end to a book or someone jumping out from around the corner saying "boo!" He is lovey and makes sure to give everyone hugs and kisses before they leave, and even then a lot of times he'll run to the front windows to throw out some extra kisses and you'd better make sure he sees you catch them, too! He's still attached to his precious be-be, although less and less these days as there are some nights when he forgets to take it to bed with him. He's not a talker like his brother is and when he's mad or sad he likes to be alone and after he calms down a little bit he likes to be held before he starts playing again. He wants so much to be able to do all the things his brother can do and although he knows there's 18 months difference between them I think in his mind there is someway for him to catch up with Josiah. He told one of our neighbors the other day, "I'm going to be 4 tomorrow and then after that I'm going to be 5!" Ahhh, the days when we don't age fast enough! He usually cheers for the underdog, the smaller one and is so happy when they win. His favorite part of "Horton Hears a Who" was that, "The smallest one of all saved the day!" And he's even more excited when he manages to win over his brother! He's just such an awesome kid with a great smile and a wonderful laugh. He's goofy and adventurous and a fighter. He's loving and protective of his family and can't get enough of blue things, chocolate (particularly pudding) and playing with his brother. I love this kid so much, my heart smiles just thinking about him. What a sweet, fun treasure he is to me.
So....on to the birthday...
The day started with the usual funny face pancakes, always a good start to a day! Micah insisted that his had to have a 4 on the top, so one of his eyes was a 4. Emilia even had some pancakes this time around and she was sure a big fan! Could have something to do with the chocolate chips in them... :)
After breakfast Micah got to open his first present--Incredible Hulk underwear, picked out by Micah himself and said to be "the only thing I really want for my birthday."
He was SOOOOOOOO excited when he got them! So excited, in fact, that everyone in his class at church got to see the undies he wore that day! Leave it to my kids to walk into Sunday School and drop their drawers for everyone to admire their underwear! At least I know he really liked them!
Micah's Superman party was that afternoon and it was FUN!
All of the Super Heroes had to pass the Super Hero Strength Training Course so they could battle Lex Luthor and save Metropolis. Micah was the first one to run the training course and as he ran to the start line, he tripped on a stick/chipmunk hole and fell. He tried to brush it off, but when I asked if he was ok he said, "yeah...Noooooooo!" We got a bandaid and then he was good to go.
The kids had a good time on the obstacle course and ran through it several times before we played Lex Luthor on the Loose (aka Tag) and Kryptonite Keep-Away (aka Hot Potato). Then....Cake time!!
Mmmmmm...yummy cake, complete with Superman Ice cream! The day ended with dinner with Gramma and Grampa. Micah had requested hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill with homemade mac-n-cheese and I talked him into having salad because we needed some kind of veggie. But you know what? When it came time to eat, he didn't even remember that he was the one who chose what we were having! We were eating and he said, "Mommy, I like all of this dinner we're having." I said, "That's good. You chose all of it." Micah: "No, I didn't." I told him about my asking him last week, talking about needed a vegetable, deciding on salad, deciding on homemade over boxed mac-n-cheese...finally he said, "Oh, right." Well, weather he remembered or not, he was happy with it. That's all that matters!
It was a fun party, a good day and the next day Micah said he wanted to have his party again so he could do the "thing where we crawled under the board and ran around the cone with our finger on it, because I want to crawl through the tunnel again. That was fun!"
Monday, April 27, 2009
Outfits
The boys both dressed themselves this morning. It's not an unusual thing, but today both of their outfits are notable and post-worthy.
First and foremost, my fabulous four-year old:
You may notice that he has on two different socks. This is not uncommon for him. He is really, really bad about just taking his socks off and letting them land where they may. That means only (at best) half of his socks get washed which means his sock basket is a bunch of loose, unmatched socks and no one really knows where the other halves are. BUT, he loves those character socks, so he'll choose two of his favorites and wear them. Who cares if they match, right? Now, the other fun part about this outfit, other than that his zipper is undone, is that underneath those shorts he has on a new pair of underwear...backwards. Well, of course backwards! Don't you know they make all those kid underwears with the fun stuff on the back?? We can't have that. Micah wanted to be able to see it himself, so he's got his undies on backwards today, on purpose and he plans on keeping them that way "all the day."
I've seen him pickin' a wedgie more times than I can count already, so do you think he'll really stick with it all day?
And now, for Mr. Josiah:
First and foremost, my fabulous four-year old:
You may notice that he has on two different socks. This is not uncommon for him. He is really, really bad about just taking his socks off and letting them land where they may. That means only (at best) half of his socks get washed which means his sock basket is a bunch of loose, unmatched socks and no one really knows where the other halves are. BUT, he loves those character socks, so he'll choose two of his favorites and wear them. Who cares if they match, right? Now, the other fun part about this outfit, other than that his zipper is undone, is that underneath those shorts he has on a new pair of underwear...backwards. Well, of course backwards! Don't you know they make all those kid underwears with the fun stuff on the back?? We can't have that. Micah wanted to be able to see it himself, so he's got his undies on backwards today, on purpose and he plans on keeping them that way "all the day."I've seen him pickin' a wedgie more times than I can count already, so do you think he'll really stick with it all day?
And now, for Mr. Josiah:
Hmmm...looking good, don't you think? :) Well, of course I'm all Vol so naturally I think so! But you know what Josiah said after he got dressed? He ran out here saying, "I'm camoflauged today!"
Huh?
I mean, we do live in East Tennesee and all, but I don't think that bright orange counts as camoflauge ANYWHERE unless you're in a stadium or arena while the Vols are playing. But he insists...today he is camoflauged. Whatever, dude.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Two Tidbits
Another "kid-ism:"
helpfee- Josiah's word. healthy. "Mommy, you should eat something 'helpfee' after all that junk you just ate."
And...Josiah F-I-N-A-L-L-Y found his bike helmet. You should have seen him. He was so excited. He said, "It was just right there!" I said, "Yup. And it's been 'right there' this whole time." He stared at me with his mouth gaping open, as if he couldn't believe it had been there and he'd missed it. I still can't believe it either, but I'm sure glad he found it. He and his bike had a happy reunion. :)
helpfee- Josiah's word. healthy. "Mommy, you should eat something 'helpfee' after all that junk you just ate."
And...Josiah F-I-N-A-L-L-Y found his bike helmet. You should have seen him. He was so excited. He said, "It was just right there!" I said, "Yup. And it's been 'right there' this whole time." He stared at me with his mouth gaping open, as if he couldn't believe it had been there and he'd missed it. I still can't believe it either, but I'm sure glad he found it. He and his bike had a happy reunion. :)
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
What's "Missing"
I'm beginning to question our pediatrician's judgement. She SAYS that Josiah and Micah's ears and eyeballs are working fine. She SAYS they've passed all the tests. I'm thinking she's wrong. I can be right next to them and say something and they dont hear me. They can step on a toy or a book and then say they didn't know it was there, or they didn't see it. Does that sound like they're ears and eyes work?? I'd say they have very selective sight and hearing.
Case in point: Josiah's bike helmet. It's been "missing" for almost a week now. I am beyond tired of the whining and tears and DRAMA of them searching for something that is in plain sight. So, when Josiah broke down about not knowing where his helmet was and not being able to ride his bike because he couldn't find it and I knew he had "looked" for it at least 2 times, for at least 20 minutes each time but then found it laying on the bathroom floor IN PLAIN SIGHT, I could no longer be an enabler to their eye/ear malfunctions. I told Josiah to keep looking. I have since narrowed it down for him in that I told him it's inside. And, oh, is he MAD at me for knowing where it is and not telling him. He's tried getting me to play hot/cold with him to lead him to his helmet. He's cried, screamed, stomped, yelled, "MY EYEBALLS ARE OPEN OR ELSE I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SEE YOU!"
And tonight, after brushing his teeth he TRIPPED OVER HIS HELMET AND STILL DIDN'T SEE IT.
Are you kidding me???
Case in point: Josiah's bike helmet. It's been "missing" for almost a week now. I am beyond tired of the whining and tears and DRAMA of them searching for something that is in plain sight. So, when Josiah broke down about not knowing where his helmet was and not being able to ride his bike because he couldn't find it and I knew he had "looked" for it at least 2 times, for at least 20 minutes each time but then found it laying on the bathroom floor IN PLAIN SIGHT, I could no longer be an enabler to their eye/ear malfunctions. I told Josiah to keep looking. I have since narrowed it down for him in that I told him it's inside. And, oh, is he MAD at me for knowing where it is and not telling him. He's tried getting me to play hot/cold with him to lead him to his helmet. He's cried, screamed, stomped, yelled, "MY EYEBALLS ARE OPEN OR ELSE I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SEE YOU!"
And tonight, after brushing his teeth he TRIPPED OVER HIS HELMET AND STILL DIDN'T SEE IT.
Are you kidding me???
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