Sunbeam Success!

Today Isaac's new Sunbeams teacher told John that Isaac did extremely well in class today. (After John told me this, I asked if he saw Cade at church...hmm, me neither...and Ben wasn't there either...)

The success, though, is that Isaac had a footstep cut out of paper, which had the words "I will follow Jesus" written on it and a little crayon scribble of something. I asked Isaac what it was, and he replied, "It's following Jesus!" and then was distracted by something else.

He also had a little hat with the same words. And he let Jeremiah wear it for hours after church today. He's becoming a very sweet, obedient, sharing 4 year-old.

Relaxing Game

I wanted something relatively brainless to do before I went to bed (for relaxation/destressing/whatever), and this is what John came up with.

9 Months Old

Today was Danielle's 9 month well-baby exam. (She's only had well-baby appointments, which is great!) And, pretty much, she's perfect. Her growth curve is pretty much straight on, the nurse wasn't concerned about her not eating "baby foods," she's doing everything she's supposed to be doing, including pulling to standing and beginning to "cruise" along the furniture.

And Danielle being 9 months old means...only 3 more months until Christmas!

Sharing

Today in Primary, the children were learning about sharing. The teacher told a story where she gave a pair of her shoes to a lady who didn't have any shoes, and then asked the children what they could do to share their things to help others.

Isaac's friend said, "I can share my green talking dinosaur with another kid!"

(He was sitting behind us in Sacrament meeting and Jeremiah turned, saw the dinosaur, and grabbed it really fast. The boys parents subtly convinced him to share for a few minutes.)

Then Isaac spoke up, "I can share my toys!"

He then gave James a "look" across the room, and continued, "James can share his toys too."

Nod of Approval

I had made brownies earlier in the evening, and right before bedtime came into the kitchen to find...


Cute kid.

Excuse the slight cross-eyed-ness. When his glasses are on it's not as bad as without them.

And please excuse the time on the clock. Yes, it was the correct time. And very much after bedtime. :)

Bananas for bananas!

So, this is my 3,000 word essay...

About half of her food ends up inside of her. So I eat half a banana, she eats a quarter of a banana, and she distributes the rest as she sees fit. (It doesn't show up well in the pictures, but her left eyelashes are covered with banana-goo.)

Isaac helped (he moves, I shoot)

And on the seventh day he rested

Isaac missed his preschool class today. (I do have "first day of school" pictures on our phone...and second day of school pictures still on the camera when we couldn't figure out how to get a picture off the phone...so those will come soon, probably.)

I made brownies on Wednesday, and when I offered Isaac one he declined, stating that it would make his tummy feel yucky. (I thought, When did I teach him that? I don't think I did--maybe he learned something in preschool or Sunbeams about good foods and yucky tummy foods...Hmmm, curious.) Last night he started throwing up. The last time was mid-morning today. And he's kept some soda and cheesy bread down late tonight, after his four hour nap on the living room floor, so I think he's doing better.

"Break-In"

Last night we all went shopping--I didn't notice that Jeremiah's new shoes were of the "wide" variety, of which his feet are not, so we exchanged them for new ones. I brought the things in from the car, and opened Isaac's door for him, and let John bring in the other kids. But after we were all inside, I remember thinking I should lock the car...but I didn't.

So it's 5 now. Someone rang the doorbell 8 times in a row, then rapped on the door a bunch. (I admit, when the doorbell kept ringing, I thought it was Isaac--what adult would do that?! Oh. A police officer.)

So I went outside. And our neighbor had been outside and seen a 28-year-old woman going around our car, looking in the windows, and decided to quickly call the police. The officer thought perhaps the neighbor was confused since young women don't typically break into cars. We checked the car, but there wasn't anything in there to steal other than some car seats (which were still there). I think that some girl was walking around, saw that a car had it's interior lights on and wanted to do a good deed by getting it to turn off, and then ran away when she saw someone had seen her and mistook her intent.

Poor girl.

I tried to close the trunk, and a blanket was in the way of the latch and needed to be tossed inside all the way before I could close it. I guess it's good the alarm wasn't on--when the trunk closed, it would have set the alarm off. :)

The Bus

When Jeremiah came home yesterday, most of my worries were relieved: Did he make it to school, to his teacher? Will he make it back...?

He did.

Even better, this morning when I was taking him out to his bus, he got really excited. I don't know if it was to get on the bus or that the bus takes him to school, but either way is good for me. That made me feel better, that everything is going to be just fine.

The bus bringing him home arrived about 15 minutes early, and pulled up to the side of our house, and honked twice. We have a neighbor that takes the bus home and arrives about 20 minutes before Jeremiah, who lives across the street, so I assumed it was him. A couple minutes later, a lady holding onto a little boy's hand was walking to our door, and everything almost made sense--it was Jeremiah's bus.

Except the little boy wasn't Jeremiah.

We returned that boy to the bus, and traded him for the little boy who was crying, but forgot to ask if he had a coat with him (it was raining this morning). When Jeremiah got out of the bus, he held my hand all the way inside and then some.

I like that he wants to cuddle with me even more now that he's gone for some of the day.

And I think that school will be really good for him. I think he'll be having a lot of fun really soon. (It's still a little new, and he has some fun, but not as much as he soon will have. :)

Jeremiah's First Day of School

I thought I'd be really happy to have Jer go off to school, but apart from the momentary elation of putting him on the bus, I'm a little bit sad. We had a tiny bit of cuddle time this morning, but he was still pretty sleepy when the bus came.

Here's Jeremiah being fascinated that a bus is stopping in front of his house.


And here's us trying to get a cute "off to school" picture for his first day.

I'm sure he'll be just fine. Yesterday he screamed all the way to the car after his orientation; I think he'll have a ton of fun and play a lot, and hopefully be happy to get on a bus again to come home!

Happy, Cuddly, and Cute

Obviously (from the pictures) this entry is about John.

jk

I put new pajamas on Danielle last night, and she was just so cuddly and soft. I wanted to snuggle with her in the rocking chair all night long, but after about ten minutes I resigned myself to sleeping in our respective beds.

So, here she is this morning with her daddy, with her "morning hair." She's just so happy!

Vacuuming Makes Me Sad

Last night I had Isaac (and the big bird-dragon, and the little bird-dragon, and "Zaptos" the pterodactyl) help me clean up the toys in the living room so I could vacuum. After he had helped pick up toys and throw away some garbage, I got out the vacuum.

"Mom, I don't want you to vacuum. The vacuum makes me sad."

"Isaac, why does the vacuum make you sad? It's fun--it makes the carpet clean again, like magic!" (Maybe that's exaggerating my true feelings a bit, but...)

"You might vacuum me. And then you'd have to buy a new kid like me."

Oh!

"Isaac, there are no other kids like you. And I won't vacuum you up. Stay on the couch with the little bird-dragon and the big bird-dragon and Zaptos, and then the vacuum definitely won't vacuum you."