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Emmaline at Her Finest
I had to stop giggling and discuss with her how to talk to her brother when she is upset, but the foot stomping was priceless!
A Picky Three-Year Old
Getting our 3 year old son to consume certain foods is always a bit of a battle. These battles often pertain to drinking water. Ian has decided that any liquid that isn't milk-based is beneath him, and he will certainly not drink any water that has come from a tap, i.e. the kitchen faucet. As usual, at every meal I give the kids a small glass of water to drink, and the water may have come from our faucet, depending on whether or not I have remembered to refill our Brita. This morning I asked Ian to drink his water; his reply was, "Water's for ducks, Mom."
Enough said, I guess.
Enough said, I guess.
It is so disheartening to know....
that when your boys are laughing and having fun together in a room where you are not, it usually means a lot of clean up for you later on.....
Just to note, my camera lens is NOT dirty, that is baby powder floating in the air from son no. 1 dumping it on his brother. Both were so covered in powder that clouds followed them as I shooed them outside.
About ten minutes after posting this I got a very precious moment with Viggo. He climbed up into my lap, gave a hearty sigh, then this happened....
Just to note, my camera lens is NOT dirty, that is baby powder floating in the air from son no. 1 dumping it on his brother. Both were so covered in powder that clouds followed them as I shooed them outside.
About ten minutes after posting this I got a very precious moment with Viggo. He climbed up into my lap, gave a hearty sigh, then this happened....
Craft Thursday
We have assigned Thursday as our official craft day, and today was our first day making a craft.
I found this wonderful book at an also wonderful used book store (Mr. K's).
Given the fact that while I can create almost anything as long as I am given direction, I am not a creatively imaginative person when it comes to crafts for kids. This book is my new saving grace!
We created the first craft out of the book today. Can you guess what it's going to be?
I'll give you two hints....
Here they are finished...
They're little trees! I thought this was so cute and ingenious...some pipe cleaner and buttons, that's all, and you've got trees! You're supposed to attach safety pins in the middle so the kids can pin them to their shirts and such, however, my children aren't quite at the "I can trust you with safety pins" stage, so they just get to enjoy them as is.
I found this wonderful book at an also wonderful used book store (Mr. K's).
Given the fact that while I can create almost anything as long as I am given direction, I am not a creatively imaginative person when it comes to crafts for kids. This book is my new saving grace!
We created the first craft out of the book today. Can you guess what it's going to be?
I'll give you two hints....
Here they are finished...
They're little trees! I thought this was so cute and ingenious...some pipe cleaner and buttons, that's all, and you've got trees! You're supposed to attach safety pins in the middle so the kids can pin them to their shirts and such, however, my children aren't quite at the "I can trust you with safety pins" stage, so they just get to enjoy them as is.
Happy Fourth of July, Belatedly!
As the parents of three children 4 years old and younger, David and I didn't anticipate doing too much yesterday. Add to that the fact that our two boys decided to be absolutely miserable yesterday and you get a recipe for staying home. So we didn't do much of anything except this...
The trickle of blood you may have noticed on poor Viggo's noggin is a result of brotherly testosterone levels, I'm hoping. After taking pictures of Emmaline and Ian my camera battery died so I walked inside to charge it. A minute later I return to the back door only to hear two little boys wailing at the top of their lungs. David then related the story to me of how Ian had decided he would throw a rock, and its trajectory just happened to coincide with the location of Viggo's forehead. Viggo was therefore crying out of pain and Ian was bawling at the discipline that had been meted out to him. Fun times, fuuunnnnn times!
The trickle of blood you may have noticed on poor Viggo's noggin is a result of brotherly testosterone levels, I'm hoping. After taking pictures of Emmaline and Ian my camera battery died so I walked inside to charge it. A minute later I return to the back door only to hear two little boys wailing at the top of their lungs. David then related the story to me of how Ian had decided he would throw a rock, and its trajectory just happened to coincide with the location of Viggo's forehead. Viggo was therefore crying out of pain and Ian was bawling at the discipline that had been meted out to him. Fun times, fuuunnnnn times!
The Kids' New Playroom
We finally painted the awful wood paneling in the boys' room and turned the room into a playroom for the kids. I have gotten fed up with both of their bedrooms being a disaster, so all the kids are now sleeping in one room and playing in the other. I gate off their bedroom during the day to keep them from destroying it. So far it is working out pretty well!
Videos of Ian
Ian Pretending to Be a Dinosaur:
We took Emmaline out to paint pottery for her third birthday. Obviously, Ian was too young (around 1 1/2) to paint pottery himself, so he found another way to entertain himself. This plastic dinosaur was in a little kiddie corner with a few other toys and Ian got the biggest kick out of walking around with it and roaring!
We took Emmaline out to paint pottery for her third birthday. Obviously, Ian was too young (around 1 1/2) to paint pottery himself, so he found another way to entertain himself. This plastic dinosaur was in a little kiddie corner with a few other toys and Ian got the biggest kick out of walking around with it and roaring!
Happy Father's Day
OK, OK, so I know I'm terribly late in posting this, but I have to do it sometime. Here are some photos from Father's Day when we gave David his gifts. Some of the pictures are pretty fuzzy as it was hard to get the kids to sit still, and some of the pictures are going to be saved to embarrass the heck out of our kids when they are older!
Quirky Little Ian
Ian likes to run into Viggo's Johnny Jumper and pretend it's coming after him. While he is running away he usually yells, "No!", at it. I finally had the good sense to get a video of it. Enjoy.
Who Needs a Flyswatter When You've Got Kids?
I didn't think they would, but they actually did catch a fly. After that I encouraged them to find entertainment elsewhere!
Quick Little Ian
Ian is incredibly quick to pick up sounds, so what he did yesterday shouldn't have surprised me. Maybe it was the hand-motion that accompanied the sound that got me.
We were waiting in the doctor's waiting room for Emmaline's name to be called. While waiting the kids were checking out the fish in the large aquarium the waiting room hosts. Ian was getting particularly excited and loud, so I got in front of him to get his attention and tell him to be quiet. Before I could utter a sound he looked at me, put his finger to his lips and said, "Sshh". And I just laughed. He did that several more times as his voice got too loud, without any cue from me. I was astounded.
Today I told Emmaline, "Shhhh, be quiet!" (She was standing next to Viggo's room yelling at the top of her lungs while he was sleeping.) Ian said, "Sshh..Ky", his version of "Sshh, be quiet'.
We were waiting in the doctor's waiting room for Emmaline's name to be called. While waiting the kids were checking out the fish in the large aquarium the waiting room hosts. Ian was getting particularly excited and loud, so I got in front of him to get his attention and tell him to be quiet. Before I could utter a sound he looked at me, put his finger to his lips and said, "Sshh". And I just laughed. He did that several more times as his voice got too loud, without any cue from me. I was astounded.
Today I told Emmaline, "Shhhh, be quiet!" (She was standing next to Viggo's room yelling at the top of her lungs while he was sleeping.) Ian said, "Sshh..Ky", his version of "Sshh, be quiet'.
This Past Weekend...
This past weekend David took the kids outside while I tended to Viggo. I went outside after laying Viggo down for his nap and found just about the cutest thing I have ever seen.
David had prepared a little spot in his workshop for the kids to play with some tools. He had even fashioned some little hammers for them and a piece of wood with nails for them to hammer. So cute!
Of course, by the time I got out there Emmaline had already lost interest and was wandering around, looking for trouble.
David had prepared a little spot in his workshop for the kids to play with some tools. He had even fashioned some little hammers for them and a piece of wood with nails for them to hammer. So cute!
Of course, by the time I got out there Emmaline had already lost interest and was wandering around, looking for trouble.
House Gnomes: Finally Captured on Film
House Gnomes
A sub-genus of gnomes known to have left the usual gardens and forests for the finer comforts of a warm house. This sub-genus is also known for causing mischief and wreaking havoc in the homes they infiltrate by pilfering items and hiding them elsewhere, making huge messes in the blink of the eye, and all while remaining unseen. One may catch brief glimpses of them in one's peripheral vision. The likelihood of actually sighting a house gnome is slight, though many claim to have seen them.
I have known for some time that there is at least one house gnome in my kitchen. I first started to wonder if I might have a house gnome problem when certain kitchen items of mine would constantly disappear and reappear elsewhere. My house gnome seems to prefer baking items such as, tablespoon measurers, rolling pins, cookie sheets, and cooling racks. Sometimes my oven mitts disappear for a while. I'm still missing a cookie sheet and oven mitt. Just waiting for them to show up again...who knows when that will be.
Well, to my surprise, I walked into my kitchen this morning and actually sighted TWO house gnomes! One was trying to make off with my tongs; I guess the other was the lookout. I had to chase them around the kitchen in order to get pictures, but I finally have proof!! I wasn't able to capture them in order to interrogate them as to the whereabouts of my missing articles, but at least I got this.
Well, to my surprise, I walked into my kitchen this morning and actually sighted TWO house gnomes! One was trying to make off with my tongs; I guess the other was the lookout. I had to chase them around the kitchen in order to get pictures, but I finally have proof!! I wasn't able to capture them in order to interrogate them as to the whereabouts of my missing articles, but at least I got this.
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