Brudda?
What?
Cookie! Loo-K. Cookie!
No. That's not a cookie. It's a game. Can you say game?
GAY!
Good job!
Brudda?
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
this is what sick's like
During the times of 105 degree fevers, I spent most of the days doing this:
He was miserable, clingy, whiny, tired, grumpy....you name it, that was him. He spent the nights in our bed (or maybe is still in our bed....he's not well enough for me to determine whether or not it's changed his sleep patterns yet). And so, his naps have gone out the window too. I've learned 2 very important things during this week of holding him while he sleeps.
1. He snores like an old man! That kid has some serious noises coming out of him. I'm not quite sure how he doesn't wake himself up.
2. My 4 year old is much more resourceful than I had given him credit for. After holding a napping Buggy for 2 hours (after he had already slept 2 hours) I came downstairs to find J playing nicely in the family room floor. When I went to throw something away, I found 4 go-gurt wrappers in the trash.
Oh my! You've gotten so big that you opened these wrappers yourself!
No, actually. I couldn't open them. I jus' got the scissors out. But I didn't cut off my fingers!
Well, there's that at least.
He was miserable, clingy, whiny, tired, grumpy....you name it, that was him. He spent the nights in our bed (or maybe is still in our bed....he's not well enough for me to determine whether or not it's changed his sleep patterns yet). And so, his naps have gone out the window too. I've learned 2 very important things during this week of holding him while he sleeps.
1. He snores like an old man! That kid has some serious noises coming out of him. I'm not quite sure how he doesn't wake himself up.
2. My 4 year old is much more resourceful than I had given him credit for. After holding a napping Buggy for 2 hours (after he had already slept 2 hours) I came downstairs to find J playing nicely in the family room floor. When I went to throw something away, I found 4 go-gurt wrappers in the trash.
Oh my! You've gotten so big that you opened these wrappers yourself!
No, actually. I couldn't open them. I jus' got the scissors out. But I didn't cut off my fingers!
Well, there's that at least.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
can you follow these rules?
While playing "game", J described the rules to us....
If you lose, you lose. You don't get a turn. But if you win, you get another turn. So only if you win can you get a turn. The winner keeps going. If you lose, it's not your turn. You lose. Ok??
Um, sure. Ok.
Some pictures from "game" And just in case you're dying of curiosity, game has no real rules, other than the ones we make up as we go....but it involves throwing balls up the stairs.
Buggy just wanted to walk on the stairs.
So we had to add the gate.
If you lose, you lose. You don't get a turn. But if you win, you get another turn. So only if you win can you get a turn. The winner keeps going. If you lose, it's not your turn. You lose. Ok??
Um, sure. Ok.
Some pictures from "game" And just in case you're dying of curiosity, game has no real rules, other than the ones we make up as we go....but it involves throwing balls up the stairs.
Buggy just wanted to walk on the stairs.
So we had to add the gate.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
throwing words back at me
This morning I was a little frustrated with the way the kids were being clingy and whiny. J was standing in a doorway I was trying to walk through. After unsuccessfully asking him to move, I said "could you just move out of my way!"
He looked at me with a frown and said: don't say that to me! It's a (dis)respectful, rude choice!
He looked at me with a frown and said: don't say that to me! It's a (dis)respectful, rude choice!
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