E loves chewing on pretty much anything. T and W get a little frustrated. They don't like him touching them with his wet hands. Or touching any of their toys or blankets because he gets it wet. E loves exploring their toys. One thing he really enjoys chewing on are bath toys, especially the sailboat Aunt Hannah gave the kids. He's amazingly good at capturing it and chewing on the top sail.
One of his favorite places is the bathtub. Goes great with his love of being naked. But he especially loves being in the bath with his older siblings. He gets a great kick out of watching them play and pour. He gets really excited and hits the water. W doesn't like to be splashed that much. I've started giving him a bath and then getting him out and letting him watch from the side lines. He still gets really excited and bangs on the tub, but it doesn't get anyone else wet.
E also loves toys that are seemingly too big for him. He loves the little people bus we have. It looks like it is the same size as him! He is starting to scoot on his belly to get to some of his toys and loves to empty out boxes. Already??!! He is starting to try a bunch of different purees. He pretty much likes all of it, as long as it is mixed together. He's not a fan of rice cereal or oatmeal by itself. Nor is he a fan of anything tasting remotely like peas, but as long as he has two or three flavors, he wolfs it down.
T loves tools. One of his favorite books right now is a book called.... Tools. It shows all different types of tools for different jobs and he knows all the names of the tools pictured. He used his tools the other day to "fix the elevator". They love elevators, especially T. Buttons, mechanical things working. You know. So they have this "elevator" in the house. It is their toy closet in the bathroom. The handle is a little loose, so T got out his tools and fixed his elevator.
They found another way to play in the tents. They were inside a big blue clam. Maybe rubbing off from our trip to the aquarium in Vancouver.
A shocking thing happened. They were up late three nights in a row due to traveling for Thanksgiving and such. So T was tired. So tired that he put himself to bed. It's never happened before, so I thought I'd write about it. He did a perfect job and knew exactly what he needed to get ready.
Then a few days later, W must have been tired. She got completely ready to take a bath at 4:30 pm so she could watch a movie and go to bed. Not such a bad idea, but I held her off for 3 more hours so she could sleep the night.
It is interesting to watch how W and T take care of E differently. W is really good at making sure the toys of theirs that are choking hazards are not on the floor if he is up. T is really good at knowing what toys E needs and his food. He loves to feed E. E obliges as long as T feeds him fast enough.
They like to call him baby egg, or eggy or huevito. I heard T inform Papa that it means little egg in Spanish.
At E's 6 month doctor appointment, he weighed about 19 pounds. Meeting all of his milestones, so that is pretty fun. I like non eventful, status quo things like that. I'm always amazed at moms that have more than status quo going on.
T LOVES snowglobe. This year he would ask me multiple times during the day which day it was, meaning which number. We got a lot of good practice of dates and days of the week with snow globe.
T was telling me about something or telling me a joke and I was driving, so I wasn't paying as close attention to him as he would like. So he informed me that "Mom! you forgot to laugh!" After that, the laughing came easy!
One of our neighbors was robbed in the middle of the day on Sunday. It was a little shocking to us because all of us neighbors were home all day and coming and going, yet saw nothing. So we were talking about how their house got broken into. I didn't realize how much they were listening and processing until the next day we left the house and W said "Look Mom! The hole in her (their neighbor friend) house is fixed!" It took me a second, but then I realized they thought the house was broken, like a hole was in it.
We have a book that has pictures of all the relatives in it. I was pointing out the picture of Jesse and stated how he was 10 (almost). I was surprised that W made a connection with one of her friends at clogging. She said Jesse is 10 just like Callen! I guess she was paying attention to how old Callen is because I also told her that Callen is big enough to go to activity days. W really wants to go to activity days for the treats that I bring, I think.
W also likes activity days because it gives her something to look forward to. She asked me the other day if I could go to activity days, please. I think she wanted to watch a movie with Papa.
They associate Papa being home with fun. They told me in the car the other day that they were excited for when Papa came home that night so that he could play "games, games, games and it will be fun, fun, fun. And he plays wild and flip with us" Glad they look forward to his coming home.
T went to the ramp park (skate park). There was a guy skating there. T was engrossed watching him for a good while. W wasn't as excited and broke T's mesmorized stare by stating she was ready to go.
E was holding his basket in his lap sitting on the floor early in the morning. He didn't keep his balance and fell over. What made me laugh is fell over like a log. He kept the same sitting position with the basket in his lap and completely fell on his back. His toys cascaded over him and he just laid there, surprised, but didn't cry.
E loves to chew on sticks. He has a wand thing he especially loves, but is also a fan of used glow sticks he finds on W and T's floor in the morning. E also already is fascinated with TV. T and W didn't like it so much when they were little, but E loves it. Maybe because J brings him downstairs on the big TV, so the faces on the screen are REALLY BIG. Or TV is just fun. Pingu is a favorite of all three of theirs.
T and W made a pretty good tunnel with the couch cushions downstairs. It went all the way around the couch. Fairly good design.
T got kicked out of the library. He was reading a funny book and was getting too loud. The librarian came over to remind him that if she can hear him at her desk, he was being too loud. She left, and he continued, so we left. I told T we left because he couldn't be quiet. He remembered because the next time I went to the library, I left him home and he informed Papa he couldn't go to the library that time because he had been too loud last time.
T is really good at getting ready in the morning. He likes to get all ready making his bed, eating, putting his clothes on, taking his medicine and brushing his teeth. I love this skill of his. W isn't really into it and needs constant supervision to complete the tasks. So you all will know how going to school will go.
W organized all of her 96 crayons by color. It turns out there is an entire box of different shades of pink. Good. J wanted to buy her a box of pink crayons. He did! She loves it. All the crayons are pretty much brand new except the pink ones.
T loves the book about tools in it. I showed him that we have pinking shears, just like the tailor in the book. He got pretty excited.
Here is a story that I don't think I blogged about, but maybe. I sure did tell a bunch of people because it made me laugh. I've come to the first step. We have a problem. We are all chocolate addicts. Especially when it comes to Nutella. I made chocolate bread for them one day. T dropped his chocolate bread on the floor. I was focused on my own chocolate bread and didn't notice how long he was down picking up the mess he made, but after awhile I asked him what he was doing. He looked up at me and I saw. He was on his hands and knees licking Nutella off the floor like a dog because the bread had landed Nutella side down. There were tongue marks all over the Nutella on the floor. Obviously he isn't a dog, so he had nutella all over his nose, lips and chin. I took him to the bathroom to clean up. When I walked back into the room, W ran over to her chair and looked around rather guiltily. I checked the nutella smear on the floor and saw multiple finger licks and very little of the nutella smear left. She had gotten down to finish Tucker's clean up job with her fingers. We definitely have a problem.
Here's another. The other day I noticed a bugger on the wall. We call them snorks. I asked T why there was a snork on the wall. He looked at it and said "I don't know. Oh yeah. That's a pretend snork!" A pretend snork. Right.
I was showing them the picture of Jesus teaching the sermon on the mount. In the picture, something I hadn't paid much attention to is a man clasping his hands together, like he is concentrating or deep in thought. Somehow we got on the topic that his posture with his eyes closed is another way to show you are praying. So now they do all sorts of odd things and ask if it is another way to pray. Usually not. Including making binoculars out of their hands.
Snow globe is doing some good teaching. T woke up on the 17th and said "It is 17 today!" He had remembered that we had done number 16 right before bed and was excited to do the next number.
W and I went to the Bellevue lights, just us girls. It was really fun to be with her. T was being grumpy and ready for bed and E is never fond of the cold, either. So we went, just us. W liked the lights that looked like strawberries the best and I liked the garden pots and bench with light flowers and light leaves and a rake the best. W talked to me the entire time.
It snowed one day. Barely. The weather report said it would melt by late morning, so as soon as they got up, we went outside to play in the snow. It was the day before winter solstice, so even though it was 7:15 in the morning, it was still fairly dark to be playing. They got out their dump trucks and tried to play with them in the snow, but then quickly learned why the streets need to be plowed when the snow gets too deep. They could only push the dump trucks a little bit before the snow collected on the tires too much to turn. They gave up on that and went inside. It was too cold.
We took a break and then went out again after breakfast. We made a snowman. I started it and T helped a lot to collect the snow enough to make one. I was trying to make him a snowman, but half way through, T said "Mom! I am working very hard to make you a big snowman." Here I was trying to make him a snowman, but he was trying to make me a snowman!
Because it snowed, of course school shut down, even though it was only a dusting. That meant the neighbor boys were home. Noah came over to play and later his mom came out to have a snowball fight with Noah. Noah is six and a half, so he has some good snowball fight skills. T and W haven't seen a snowball fight. They were both nervous and not sure it was in fun, but figured out later it was. But they still didn't want to play.
We had fun sledding down the hill, but I got to pulling T down the hill too fast. He might have flipped out too many times. So he said not too fast mom! I'll have to remember these slower times when he starts driving,... or skateboarding.
E just watched his snow fall. He didn't like the cold.
| Playing library. They slide the books under E's backpack like the slot in the library for the book return |
| Truck and car on a raft |
| Sunbathing inside |
| Boys in grey, including Meow meow |
| our adorable baby |
| Our adorable girl |
| Whitney colored this the first week in December. She is getting better! |
| E eating his favorite basket to dump toys out of |
| E helping me wrap Christmas gifts |
| I love you all! Classic E pose |
| Working on getting the snow off dump |
| This dump is full of snow, too |
| Time to give up on dumps. Back in the garage for melting |
| Proof E was up with the rest of us |
| Eating a snow goodie |
| Another way to eat a snow goodie |
| Proud snowman |
| bounce house dress. It is over the heater vent and free standing. T came up with the bounce house dress term |
| cute E |
| Our adorable boy. He was always cold in December, so he took to always wearing his hood in the house. Can't go into a bank like that anymore, but it is ok in the house. |
| cute E! |
| cute E |
| I'm freezing, mom! |
| The matching purple shirts |
| Papa got the idea to turn pizza boxes upside down and give them tacks and rubber bands to create designs. They did this for about an hour |
| T and his drawings plus creation |