Showing posts with label around the house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label around the house. Show all posts
Thursday, August 25
Wednesday, August 10
Water Day!
I'm not sure how this happened. Somehow we are pet owners again. Wade was gifted a small fish tank so we decided to have our very first Water Day.
Water Day Activities
Drink lots of water
Eat watermelon
Go swimming
Wash our hands
BUY FISH*
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| Westbrook's fish "Eleanor" |
"Slinky the Snail" and Llandis' "Eema"
This is either "Jake" or "Elwood", one of our two white dwarf frogs.
Wednesday, July 20
Jammies
I asked the kids to put on their jammies. They asked if they could just wear jammie pants with no shirts. And they did... pants on their legs, their arms, and on their head.
Saturday, June 4
Sunday, April 24
Easter Morning
Easter morning was very exciting around here! Typically, we would make the kids stay upstairs so that they would not see their baskets without us there. We failed to discuss the Easter Bunny coming on Sunday morning. We did mention that they had to be quiet since Uncle Shaun and Megan were in town for the weekend.
We woke up the next morning to the sound of little feet scampering around the house. At first, I thought it was coming from the kids room. The more I listened, the more it sounded like they were running too much to just be in their room. When I got to the top of the stairs I saw the kids dashing around the living room. Found eggs were covering the coffee table. Westbrook saw me and stopped in his tracks.
Westbrook: "Mommy! Oh my gosh! You won't believe it. I think the Easter Bunny came. There are eggs EVERYWHEREOHMYGOODNESS! This is the best morning ever!"
Since the Easter Bunnies in the house wanted to witness the egg hunt we banished the kids to the kitchen while the adults hid the eggs again. They were eager to get back to fun part...
We woke up the next morning to the sound of little feet scampering around the house. At first, I thought it was coming from the kids room. The more I listened, the more it sounded like they were running too much to just be in their room. When I got to the top of the stairs I saw the kids dashing around the living room. Found eggs were covering the coffee table. Westbrook saw me and stopped in his tracks.
Westbrook: "Mommy! Oh my gosh! You won't believe it. I think the Easter Bunny came. There are eggs EVERYWHEREOHMYGOODNESS! This is the best morning ever!"
Since the Easter Bunnies in the house wanted to witness the egg hunt we banished the kids to the kitchen while the adults hid the eggs again. They were eager to get back to fun part...
Thursday, April 21
What Motherhood Has Taught Me
Despite being around them daily, my kids still have the ability to take my breath away with their beauty, kindness, and general awesomeness. First, it was Westbrook who literally took my breath away. He is an aggressive batter. He will spin, jump, run, and fall to hit the ball. He also has a habit of charging the pitcher to hit the ball rather than wait for the ball at the plate. Suppy noted it was similar to Happy Gilmore's approach to golf.
Tonight, I reminded him to take his stance, hold the bat upright, and keep his eye on the ball. He smacked the ball hard... directly into my face. I should have kept my eye on the ball. It hurt something awful. It was my fault. I was standing too close because my underhanded pitching skills are not what they once were.* Unfortunately, my reaction time is also not what it was in my younger days.** It took me a few minutes to recover- my face is still tingling. It took Gram even longer. In fact, several hours later she is probably still laughing somewhere. I was relieved of my pitching duties after it was determined that the further away I retreated (for safety reasons), the worse my accuracy became. On the second pitch by Suppy, Westbrook once again hit the ball straight at me nailing me in the stomach. Westbrook easily makes contact with ninety percent of the pitches.(Impressive for an almost 5-year old? Maybe.) Hopefully he will improve upon his accuracy and Babe Ruth like aim.
Llandis on the other hand is not really into baseball yet. She was more interested in the caterpillars in the yard. She found a little friend in the driveway at Grams. She carried it around the yard, letting it crawl on her arms while she watched it lovingly. When asked for the caterpillars name, Llandis gave Gram the very dry, obvious answer of "I don't know." How would she know? She doesn't speak caterpillar. Folks, Llandis is funny.*** And stunning.****Watching her float around the yard with her favorite insect was almost too much for my heart.
Happy Gilmore Style Golfing
*Truth: My underhanded pitching skills were never "what they once were"
**Truth: My speed and agility are probably the same which means I was either really slow in my prime or I am really impressive now. I will let you decide.
***Truth: She gets that from me.
****Truth: She gets that from me too. (I hope)
Tonight, I reminded him to take his stance, hold the bat upright, and keep his eye on the ball. He smacked the ball hard... directly into my face. I should have kept my eye on the ball. It hurt something awful. It was my fault. I was standing too close because my underhanded pitching skills are not what they once were.* Unfortunately, my reaction time is also not what it was in my younger days.** It took me a few minutes to recover- my face is still tingling. It took Gram even longer. In fact, several hours later she is probably still laughing somewhere. I was relieved of my pitching duties after it was determined that the further away I retreated (for safety reasons), the worse my accuracy became. On the second pitch by Suppy, Westbrook once again hit the ball straight at me nailing me in the stomach. Westbrook easily makes contact with ninety percent of the pitches.(Impressive for an almost 5-year old? Maybe.) Hopefully he will improve upon his accuracy and Babe Ruth like aim.
Llandis on the other hand is not really into baseball yet. She was more interested in the caterpillars in the yard. She found a little friend in the driveway at Grams. She carried it around the yard, letting it crawl on her arms while she watched it lovingly. When asked for the caterpillars name, Llandis gave Gram the very dry, obvious answer of "I don't know." How would she know? She doesn't speak caterpillar. Folks, Llandis is funny.*** And stunning.****Watching her float around the yard with her favorite insect was almost too much for my heart.
Happy Gilmore Style Golfing
*Truth: My underhanded pitching skills were never "what they once were"
**Truth: My speed and agility are probably the same which means I was either really slow in my prime or I am really impressive now. I will let you decide.
***Truth: She gets that from me.
****Truth: She gets that from me too. (I hope)
Sunday, March 6
What Motherhood Has Taught Me (#12)
I want the kids to go to bed at a decent hour but...
It rained all day so we have been trapped inside.
Llandis took a two hour nap.
Wade is out playing volleyball.
I am in this alone.
There is only one logical thing to do if the kids are going to be in bed by 7:30pm...
bring the trampoline inside and let them burn off all the energy in their tiny little bodies!
It rained all day so we have been trapped inside.
Llandis took a two hour nap.
Wade is out playing volleyball.
I am in this alone.
There is only one logical thing to do if the kids are going to be in bed by 7:30pm...
bring the trampoline inside and let them burn off all the energy in their tiny little bodies!
Two Little Peas in a Pod
The kids have been inseparable since Llandis returned Saturday night. They immediately hit the bonus room to play when they woke up this morning (a special delight for us- we slept until 8am!). They were all secrets, whispers and giggles at dinner while sharing a seat.
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