Tuesday, September 25, 2012

last week and videos from summer



Videos of Whitney pushing Tucker in the swing, playing the flip over game with Piglet and digging in the dirt together.  The video below is Whitney taking a picture of Piglet with her play camera.  I think I'll put the rest of the videos in separate posts.  Taking too long

It's interesting to blog about Tucker and Whitney.  They both have much better verbal skills, but Whitney talks a lot more and about pretend things.  Tucker talks quite a bit, too.  Usually about what is happening around him or to Whitney, so it is harder for me to remember what he says.  So I've decided to start blogging about what he does during the day and just know that's pretty much what he says, too.

Tucker still loves water and pouring it.  He does the dishes with me a bunch.  This means he has the faucet on low filling and emptying a measuring cup.  This is the same way he takes a bath.  Otherwise, no bath unless it is absolutely necessary.  He loves helping with the routine.  He is very good about taking care of Sammy and Rocky and their needs.  He feeds them and gives them water.  He also is conscious of how much petting they need and realizes that they both love their ears "petted".

He loves helping me cook and clean purely to be able to use another tool.  He stirs the noodles or veggies in the pot. This is a very stressful endeavor for me, to allow him so close to a hot surface.  He also has taken up scrubbing the toilet.  I also hate that one because I don't want that thing anywhere outside the toilet or any water being splashed, but we've come to terms with his turn and Mommy's turn and when his turn ends.

He also helped me make salsa from the 20 pounds of tomatoes we bought at the awesome stand.  I happen to like my salsa fresh, spicy and with lots of garlic.  I let him put in the tomatoes and turn the food processor on each time.  He also liked to taste test each batch with chips.  I kept tasting and saying "Que rico!".  He caught on and did the same thing, scooping up the stuff, eating it and saying "que rico!" even though he would get an expression on his face like it was a bit too spicy or garlicy.  I think he just wanted to eat chips.

I think Tucker likes to eat garlic, too.  He'll eat large handfuls of garlic flavored Triscuits.  Anyone that has had those knows there is a limit to how many you can eat, but he gobbles them up like another flavor of fish cracker.

He also loves to help Whitney jump down off of rocks.  I have a video of that, but I don't have access to it yet.

Whitney has quite the imagination and the words to describe it. They really like to play with the holly berries.  They put them in their "soups", gather piles of them, call them apples for Sammy and Rocky, etc.  She came up with a new one.  She rubbed one on my face and said "Mommy, do you want some apple blush?" and stroked my face like she was putting on makeup.  She totally knows how to do it, too.  Very intuitive with makeup.  

They play "beach" in our shower stall.  This is how it goes.  They get their soft chairs and drag them into the shower stall.  Then they sit in there and play all sorts of pretend beach games.  Whitney even got out and was using her soft toy mushroom to put on the "crema para the playa" (sunscreen).

I only have a fitted sheet on their beds.  They prefer to sleep on the floor anyway, especially Tucker.  He puts his pillow right on top of the heater vent.  Anyway, I thought just having the fitted sheet and their blanket would be a lot easier than covers and making two extra beds everyday.  I don't know.  I make their beds daily anyway once they learned to play this game.  They like to crawl in under their fitted sheet and wiggle around like slugs and try to catch each other.  The sheets usually come off every time.

Sunday Whitney totally tripped going into the church and did a hard face plant.  I guess it didn't hurt because she chuckled to herself, looked up at me and said "Oh no!  Silly Whitney slug!".  She also calls going down the slide at the park on her stomach being "whitney slug".

On Tuesday I got after her quite a bit for being underfoot when I was going back and forth with stuff to can peaches.  So later in the day when I wasn't actually moving hot stuff around, she came in the kitchen.  She had her biggest pot in hand full of blocks.  She said "the blocks are too hot for Mommy to eat.  Mommy could burn herself".  I also had my green waste bin out putting in all the scraps.  She came in carrying her block bin, which is also green with a lid, only slightly smaller than the green waste bin and said "look!  Basura just like Mommy".  Spanglish is definitely the language of choice around here.

It has been dry here, even though the air is starting to get cold.  They play in the back yard a bunch.  One thing they play is Mommy and Daddy.  Tucker cracks me up.  He gets on Whitney's pink bike and says, "I got to go to work, Mom" and drives off.  Whitney says she has to go to work with the plants.  I guess they get that Tucker leaves and Whitney works outside in the plants.

Last week they had joy school at another kid's house.  Wasn't my week to teach.  Turned out pretty good.   Tucker let go of his death grip about 15 minutes into the first day and 5 the second day.  I think they are having a blast.  They are learning about bodies this month.  Boy did they have fun with that!  Tucker came home the second day saying, "Mom!  I go to school!  School is all done.  Bye Bye Annabelle!"  That was the kid's house it was at last week.  They made gingerbread men and drew outlines of themselves (with help) on butcher paper.  They were very careful carrying their gingerbread men down the stairs to the car and waited until I said they could it eat it.  Amazing, right?  They also loved their body pics.  I put them on the refridgerator and it filled the whole thing up.  Whitney loved that.  She laid it out very carefully on the floor and put toys along the side of it so she could look at it and point out the pockets and buttons drawn on it.  Tucker wrapped himself up in the paper like a "Tucker burrito"  (pronounced Tucker furrito).

Thursday we went to check out the salmon at the hatchery.  It always amazes me how big the fish are that come up a tiny stream.  The water is lower this year, so you see a lot more dorsal fins sticking out of the water and can really see them power through the shallow areas upstream.  We were there a good two hours just watching, fascinated.  It was fun.

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