I wish it was as easy to post on this blog from my phone as it is to post on Facebook with my phone. Sadly, it is not, which is why you wonderful blog readers have been being neglected lately. It's not intentional, I promise. It's just so much easier and faster to post a picture and an update on Facebook!
But, in effort to keep us all on the same page, I'm here to let you all know that they boys started to learn to type today. They insisted that I find them a program and have been ever-so-kindly reminding me every day that they want to learn to type. They will sit by my side while I'm writing emails and just watch my fingers and make comments like, "I wish I could do that!" or "I can't wait until you find us a program so I can learn to type, too!"
Then, last week, one of the blogs I follow had a post on a FREE online typing program that kids really enjoy. Sweet! I'm all about the free programs! Today was the first day of typing and I had to make Micah stop after 45 minutes so that Josiah could have a turn. They're serious about learning this! After one day they both know the home row and several more keys!!
(The blog I referenced is Freely Educate and the program we are using is Dance Mat Typing)
Monday, September 24, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Four Year Old Fabulousness
Me: I'm going to take a shower
Emilia: Why??
Me: 'Cause it's been awhile and I'm kinda stinky.
Emilia comes up to me and sniffs my shirt.
Emilia: You're not stinky! You smell like coffee.
I take my shower and come back out. She looks at the boys and says with, in a slightly ticked off sort of way,
Emilia: Mommy took a shower. Now she doesn't smell like coffee.
Me: Is that a bad thing?
Emilia: Yes!
Me: Maybe I should just shower in coffee next time.
Emilia: Ok.
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Emilia started playing soccer last weekend. It was kind of a rough start, but once we got a few details worked out, all was good. While we were getting ready to go, though, this was the conversation.
Me: You're almost ready to go. You're gonna be awesome!
Emilia: Yeah, I'm perf-norm-ick.
Me: Perfnormic? What's that mean?
Emilia: It's like being good, only better.
About 30 minutes later...
Me: What was that word of yours that means better than good?
Emilia: I don't remember. What was it?
Me: I don't know, that's why I asked you. I loved the word and I'm trying to remember it.
Emilia: Hmmmm...I don't know. Can't remember.
We think.
Me: Perfnormic!
Emilia: Yes! That's it! Now don't forget it, mommy.
Emilia: Why??
Me: 'Cause it's been awhile and I'm kinda stinky.
Emilia comes up to me and sniffs my shirt.
Emilia: You're not stinky! You smell like coffee.
I take my shower and come back out. She looks at the boys and says with, in a slightly ticked off sort of way,
Emilia: Mommy took a shower. Now she doesn't smell like coffee.
Me: Is that a bad thing?
Emilia: Yes!
Me: Maybe I should just shower in coffee next time.
Emilia: Ok.
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Emilia started playing soccer last weekend. It was kind of a rough start, but once we got a few details worked out, all was good. While we were getting ready to go, though, this was the conversation.
Me: You're almost ready to go. You're gonna be awesome!
Emilia: Yeah, I'm perf-norm-ick.
Me: Perfnormic? What's that mean?
Emilia: It's like being good, only better.
About 30 minutes later...
Me: What was that word of yours that means better than good?
Emilia: I don't remember. What was it?
Me: I don't know, that's why I asked you. I loved the word and I'm trying to remember it.
Emilia: Hmmmm...I don't know. Can't remember.
We think.
Me: Perfnormic!
Emilia: Yes! That's it! Now don't forget it, mommy.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
He's Nine
We spent ONE day as a family celebrating this wonderful young man. We ate funny face pancakes with the fam and played some fun games together to get the day started.
We went to the movie theater TWO times before we made it in time to see the movie.
Madagascar THREE is a very funny movie!!
Josiah asked for FOUR things for his birthday: some new books (any books, just more books to read), a new Lego Hero Factory building set, Mario SuperSluggers Wii game and some money to donate to charity, specifically to homeless people.
FIVE is probably about the number of times that I teased him about possibly not getting the new Harry Potter book for his birthday. He gets one book every year on his birthday and this year was book number three. He's already read 262 pages of it. Next year he says he wants to get his new book first thing in the morning and be left alone for the rest of the day so he can read the whole thing. Except during meal times. He still wants to eat.
John and I made SIX funny face pancakes this morning for all the kids. We started the funny face tradition 5 years ago on when Josiah turned 4 and all the kids love it. When else do they get to eat chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream and M&Ms?? For my kids, the answer to that is "Never!"
Josiah got SEVEN good night hugs and kisses tonight. We were all eager to try out nine-year-old hugs and kisses. We've never had those in this house before!!
We EIGHT spaghetti and meatballs for dinner tonight, Josiah's request. With garlic bread, broccoli ("cooked broccoli, mommy, because you know I like it better when it's cooked"), salad and parmesan cheese. That's the list he gave me. I said, "What? No sauce?" He rolled his eyes at me.
Tonight, after all of the saucy hands and faces were wiped clean, I stuck NINE candles in this sweet boy's cupcake. We all sang happy birthday, savored our Chocolate, chocolate chip cupcakes with chocolate frosting (Josiah's choice, inspired by a Bill Cosby episode) and watched him open his presents.
I love my boy. I love his laugh and his smile. I love that he still gets hiccups when he laughs really hard. I love his sense of humor on the days it comes out to play. I love how sweet he is to others. I love his big heart to help. I love watching him learn and grow. I love how his brain is a sponge and can remember everything he reads or sees or hears. I love knowing what an amazing person he is and helping him see it when he has doubts. I love the nine years I've gotten to share with him and I'm excited about the years that are still to come.
Happy Birthday, Josiah!
You are an amazing kid and I'm so lucky I get to be your mom.
We went to the movie theater TWO times before we made it in time to see the movie.
Madagascar THREE is a very funny movie!!
Josiah asked for FOUR things for his birthday: some new books (any books, just more books to read), a new Lego Hero Factory building set, Mario SuperSluggers Wii game and some money to donate to charity, specifically to homeless people.
FIVE is probably about the number of times that I teased him about possibly not getting the new Harry Potter book for his birthday. He gets one book every year on his birthday and this year was book number three. He's already read 262 pages of it. Next year he says he wants to get his new book first thing in the morning and be left alone for the rest of the day so he can read the whole thing. Except during meal times. He still wants to eat.
John and I made SIX funny face pancakes this morning for all the kids. We started the funny face tradition 5 years ago on when Josiah turned 4 and all the kids love it. When else do they get to eat chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream and M&Ms?? For my kids, the answer to that is "Never!"
Josiah got SEVEN good night hugs and kisses tonight. We were all eager to try out nine-year-old hugs and kisses. We've never had those in this house before!!
We EIGHT spaghetti and meatballs for dinner tonight, Josiah's request. With garlic bread, broccoli ("cooked broccoli, mommy, because you know I like it better when it's cooked"), salad and parmesan cheese. That's the list he gave me. I said, "What? No sauce?" He rolled his eyes at me.
Tonight, after all of the saucy hands and faces were wiped clean, I stuck NINE candles in this sweet boy's cupcake. We all sang happy birthday, savored our Chocolate, chocolate chip cupcakes with chocolate frosting (Josiah's choice, inspired by a Bill Cosby episode) and watched him open his presents.
I love my boy. I love his laugh and his smile. I love that he still gets hiccups when he laughs really hard. I love his sense of humor on the days it comes out to play. I love how sweet he is to others. I love his big heart to help. I love watching him learn and grow. I love how his brain is a sponge and can remember everything he reads or sees or hears. I love knowing what an amazing person he is and helping him see it when he has doubts. I love the nine years I've gotten to share with him and I'm excited about the years that are still to come.
Happy Birthday, Josiah!
You are an amazing kid and I'm so lucky I get to be your mom.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Somebody Pinch Me
It's officially been a week now.
One week of NO DIAPERS being used in this house. (I still have half a box of size 5s if anyone wants them)
Do you know that I have been buying diapers non-stop for NINE YEARS?
But do you know what the most surreal part of all of this is? It's how EASY it was to potty train Audra! In fact, I don't feel like I did anything at all. She's done it all on her own.
Now, before any of you hate me for what I just said, let me remind you that my sweet 4 year old more than qualified me to write my new book, "How to Potty Train Your Child in 365 Days or More." Look for it in stores in early 2013. I know it's going to be a best seller!
Not only that, but my 7 year old gave me a run for my money, too. That child was supposed to be completely potty trained before going to preschool at the school where I was teaching at the time. How well did that work? Well, let's just say I spent the month before school started working on appropriate, surprised sounding responses to finding out he'd had an accident...or two, while I was teaching. I only taught 4 hours a day. I suppose I should also add that the boy wore a diaper up until we got to school, where I would change him into underwear in the bathroom outside the preschool room. And yes, my friends, that went on for the whole, entire school year.
Oh and lets not forget this potty training moment of his that happened when I was 7 months pregnant.
And if that weren't enough, I'll remind you that my 9 year old wore pull-ups at night until he was 7 and even then only stopped because I discovered that he was intentionally peeing in them in the morning and I refused to buy them anymore. I had been trying to be a supportive mom, telling him that it was normal, that some kids just take longer (because they do). I even had his pediatrician tell him the same thing. All of that for years, only to learn that he was just being lazy and peeing in his pullup because he didn't want to get out of bed.
In light of all that, it BLOWS MY MIND that my 2 year old could just "decide" that she's going to use the potty and be dry during the day and be dry at night for the last week. Without me doing anything. She even got out of the pool twice to go potty when we went swimming! She can even hold it for 10 minutes after telling me she needs to go potty! She even "puts her yuckies in the potty!"
Somebody pinch me. I must be dreaming.
One week of NO DIAPERS being used in this house. (I still have half a box of size 5s if anyone wants them)
Do you know that I have been buying diapers non-stop for NINE YEARS?
But do you know what the most surreal part of all of this is? It's how EASY it was to potty train Audra! In fact, I don't feel like I did anything at all. She's done it all on her own.
Now, before any of you hate me for what I just said, let me remind you that my sweet 4 year old more than qualified me to write my new book, "How to Potty Train Your Child in 365 Days or More." Look for it in stores in early 2013. I know it's going to be a best seller!
Not only that, but my 7 year old gave me a run for my money, too. That child was supposed to be completely potty trained before going to preschool at the school where I was teaching at the time. How well did that work? Well, let's just say I spent the month before school started working on appropriate, surprised sounding responses to finding out he'd had an accident...or two, while I was teaching. I only taught 4 hours a day. I suppose I should also add that the boy wore a diaper up until we got to school, where I would change him into underwear in the bathroom outside the preschool room. And yes, my friends, that went on for the whole, entire school year.
Oh and lets not forget this potty training moment of his that happened when I was 7 months pregnant.
And if that weren't enough, I'll remind you that my 9 year old wore pull-ups at night until he was 7 and even then only stopped because I discovered that he was intentionally peeing in them in the morning and I refused to buy them anymore. I had been trying to be a supportive mom, telling him that it was normal, that some kids just take longer (because they do). I even had his pediatrician tell him the same thing. All of that for years, only to learn that he was just being lazy and peeing in his pullup because he didn't want to get out of bed.
In light of all that, it BLOWS MY MIND that my 2 year old could just "decide" that she's going to use the potty and be dry during the day and be dry at night for the last week. Without me doing anything. She even got out of the pool twice to go potty when we went swimming! She can even hold it for 10 minutes after telling me she needs to go potty! She even "puts her yuckies in the potty!"
Somebody pinch me. I must be dreaming.
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