Thursday, August 28, 2014

His name is Just

Our pick up schedule in the afternoons is a source of frustration. I pick up Baby Plum at 2:30. Little Elvis doesn't get out until 3:10. But it's usually more like 3:20 when he gets in the car. And it's an even longer wait in the hot sun with no shade.

There's no point going home and unloading and reloading children. Sometimes we go to the library. We went to the drug store one day last week. But it's out of the way. There's a park, but it's so hot right now, and Little Elvis would be upset when he got in the car to find 2 brothers wet from playing on the water pad.

It doesn't help that Baby Plum doesn't eat much of his lunch at school, preferring to eat it in the car and cause fights with Cheese Puff. They even fight over the water bottle.

Yesterday, we tried to meet someone on the other side of town between pick ups. That person gave me the wrong day, and I was extremely frustrated. Waste of gas and time.

When I stopped grousing, I realized that Baby Plum was "reading" to Cheese Puff. They like the Little Critter books, and we have "Just Go to Bed!" in the car. Baby Plum's learning to read, but I believe he has most of this book memorized.

Once he was done reading, I heard him say, "What is Just doing there?"

Cheese Puff would answer, "sad face!" or talk about someone playing with a baby.

At the front of the book, there's a series of pictures with the Little Critter doing different things. Baby Plum assumed his name was Just. He was reading it as Just, go to bed! Instead of just go to bed! Sweet thing. I asked him if that was the critter's name, and he stopped talking and gave me his shy little grin.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Weekend away

We spent part of the weekend at my parents' cabin with my dad and grandmother. Cheese Puff spent Thursday night with them for his first overnight. He had a blast, and slept with Granny. She loved that.

We joined them Friday evening. That night, Cheese Puff slept with us. Little Elvis slept with Granny, and Baby Plum slept with Coachpa. It worked out.

Coachpa bought Double Stuff Oreos. Cheese Puff is not a big cookie fan, but he loved these!
Baby Plum loves all sweets, so he was also a big fan. He snuck a couple, because he's Baby Plum and that's what he does.
No idea why they are both making faces. Maybe they thought I was going to take their cookies? No idea who Bob is texting either, but knowing me, he was probably trying to help me find my cell phone.
Little Elvis had no problems with the cookies, but he was mad at me over something else. He was running away when I snapped this picture. Silly boy.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Luggage for a vuh-CAY-shun

While cleaning out Bob's office last week, I found a black briefcase. He doesn't use it, and I thought it might work well as a prop if Little Elvis comes up with a spy movie.

Little Elvis wasn't impressed.
But Baby Plum was! He loves it! He calls it his luggage. He is confused when we call it a briefcase. He's filled it with all sorts of toys, and carries it all over the house. He even takes it with him in the morning to school. He leaves it in the car. He took it to my parents' house last week as well. That's because it needs to go with him on vacation. He doesn't pronounce it the southern way, though. He calls it vuh-CAY-shun. He's taken his luggage all over the place on vacation. Sometimes Little Elvis gets in on this game.
He's also created other luggage games. There's good guy/bad guy that he plays with Bob. I attempted to play it the other day. I was the good guy. I took it into the room he wanted and stood there. Then he came in and looked at me. Then he laughed. I didn't know what I was supposed to do with my luggage. Maybe run?

He also likes to have Bob hide the luggage, and he will look for it. I may not be good at making up these games, but I'm a decent seeker. It helps that Bob kind of has an M.O. for hiding luggage.

Oh, the pirate eye patch? A party favor. He needed to wear it while going on vacation.

Even if we never make a spy movie, it was a great idea to bring it home.

Connect 4 with Cheese Puff

We're getting used to our new routines around here. Cheese Puff seems to love school, and also seems to enjoy having the run of the house on the mornings when he doesn't have to go to school.

He mainly wants to watch TV, and we're battling that right now. The TV became an easy way to entertain him while dealing with all of the tornado aftermath. The immediate need to clean up debris is gone. I need to stop his addiction.

I got him to play Connect 4 the other day. He has no idea of the concept, but loves putting the checkers in the slots.
I put a red one where he didn't want it. I didn't realize he had a pattern.
He took my checker out and put it where it was supposed to go. I love that he figured out how to get them out of the grid!
I made him demonstrate it for the camera.
But I had to take a "Cheese!" shot.

He doesn't take the paci to school, and is fine without it. We went to play at the mall one morning, and he was fine without it. He's getting a lot better. But when he sees one, he needs it.

While at the mall, he saw the carousel and told me he wanted to be a cowboy. I thought that was very cute, and he did get to ride it. We normally don't do that. Mommy's way too cheap.

Last night, he went to the cabin with my dad and grandmother. They said he did really well. He played, ate and slept well. I got to talk to him a little while he took a bath this morning. He said, 'Hi-lo Mommy!"

I missed him, and have been at a loss as to what to do today. I attempted to sand a project, but went through 2 sheets of paper really quickly. Luckily, my sanding for this part is almost done. I did some minor chores, and once I'm off the computer, I plan to sweep and mop the entire house. I will be glad to see him this evening.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Cat birthdays and toothbrush sleeping buddies

Bob and I celebrated our 12th anniversary on Sunday. When we had been married for six months we adopted Slappy. They said she might be six months old, so I decided her birthday was our anniversary. It's easy to remember. We don't celebrate it. But Baby Plum heard me mention it on Sunday, and insisted that we make her a birthday hat and sing "Happy Birthday."
Doesn't she look happy? He is, though.
Cheese Puff had his first real dentist appointment last week. He was so excited about his new toothbrush, that he pretended to nap with it for me.
I'm sure it was extra cuddly.
Baby Plum decided to play with costumes the other afternoon. Cheese Puff did too, although he wouldn't keep his costumes on. That's why the alien costume is thrown on the floor. It's sweet seeing another Buzz, though. Little Elvis didn't even raise an eyebrow at this. He is definitely over Buzz. Sniff.
I was chasing this baby to dress him. He always runs and says "Come get me, Mommy!"
Our kitchen is a mess. We don't have a pantry, so pantry items are strewn around. And the leg in the corner, that's Bob prepping to paint the kitchen. We had to lighten the dark blue, because the sunroom is making it darker. We went lots lighter, and it's making a huge difference. The picture though, is Little Elvis showing off an lego creation. He's also showing off his mad fashion skills. They love getting to dress themselves on the weekends.

Monday, August 18, 2014

My baby's officially a "big" boy!

Cheese Puff went to pre-school this morning!
He fussed about the red shirt I had picked out, so we settled on a white one. He fussed about his sneakers as well, so I put on his new pair of tennis shoes that are just a little too big. He didn't seem to mind. They gave him a lanyard to wear with his name and his class number on it. He fussed, but consented to wear it for his picture.
Big brothers also needed to get their pictures made. Baby Plum just looks older and bigger every day!
Little Elvis, too. He lost another tooth last week. He was excited (until the Tooth Fairy forgot to come by! Thankfully, his Tooth Fairy is a prankster. He found his dollar by his toothbrush.)
Back to Cheese Puff's big day! He tried to get Little Elvis to wear his lanyard. He did not like it. We're not only celebrating the first day of school around here. Cheese Puff finally decided to get into potty training! I may be jinxing us, but he's been doing so well. He's even been napping and sleeping overnight in his undies. Yay!!!
After dropping his two older brothers off at their separate schools, we got in line for Cheese Puff's school. They don't open their doors until 8. So, he got to get up front and sit with Mommy. See how happy he is? Being a big boy is great!
I think I'm excited about school....
Yes! I'm excited!!
I love this picture. When we finally got up to the front, he was fine getting out of the car, and went with the teacher very happily.
This is Cheese Puff on the way home from his first day. He's holding his new school bag. They write the names in different colors every year. Cheese Puff's name is written in orange, which is his current favorite color. He was very excited.

His teacher said he had a great day, and did very well.

When we got into the car he said, "I had bun at Baby Plum's cool, Mommy!" I told him it was his school now. "Ok. I had bun at my cool, Mommy!" He said he played and slid down the slide and didn't know anybody's names.

I am so proud of him! We won't discuss the absolute terrible mood he was in when I woke him up to go get Baby Plum.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Old McDonald's Farm teems with oddities

Cheese Puff likes a good night song. He doesn't necessarily want a lullaby, but he wants some music to send him off to sleep.

For the longest time, I could do "Twinkle, Twinkle" or "You are my sunshine." But here recently, he's wanted a different song every night. Sometimes, he wants hybrids. For two nights he loved "Twinkle Apple." Instead of a diamond in the sky, it was an apple.

He also likes "Fan." That's a song about fans. Specifically, its the word "fan" sung to the tune "Sweet Caroline." He hits me with these things at the last minute, so I'm acting on the fly. Bob knows songs about fans. I do not. I know the tune to "Sweet Caroline" though.

Bob stumbled upon a song that's been working for several days. "Old McDonald." Cheese Puff likes to choose the characters on this farm. His farm always has a 'man.' My man says "hello." Bob's man says "blah blah."

But that's not the only new creature on Cheese Puff's farm. He has bears, dinosaurs, The Incredibles, pacifiers, fans, Daddy, Mommy and Cheese Puff. But the man is his favorite. And it's not just man. He growls, "man!" when I stop to find out what is on the farm.

While delaying bedtime this evening -- Cheese Puff's preferred method of delay is using the potty -- Wally walked in. Cheese Puff found this hilarious. Wally kept walking in and out of the bathroom, so Cheese Puff came up with new locations for Wally to visit. The first time Wally left, Cheese Puff decided that he went to Gram and Coachpa's. The second time Wally left, Cheese Puff said he was going to church. In his world, men and pacifiers live on farms, and our cats like to go visiting in the evening.

Today, after another full day of school, Baby Plum told me about a friend that he already knew in the class. Well, he answered a question I asked about the friend. I asked if he saw his friend from the neighborhood. He said, "I saw her, but it wasn't the real her." I told her mother, and she said that her daughter just got glasses. She thinks the glasses confused him. His teacher said he was very outgoing and made a friend. He refused to talk too much about it to us. We got what the friend's name MIGHT be, and that was it.

One of Little Elvis' teachers this year is someone that was one of my good friends in high school. She had him in class for the first time today. She was very surprised by his vocabulary (I don't think in a bad way) and said he was sweet. I got the text as he was pitching a fit about the mess he and Baby Plum made while fighting over a snack. I made them clean up said mess, which was as bad as torture in his eyes. Then he ranted about how terrible homework is. "Who invented homework anyway?"

Wednesday, August 06, 2014

First pictures with new camera

 This is the first picture I took with our new camera once it arrived. I think it does really well. It should get more detail than our old one. Baby Plum got a hand-me-down soccer jersey from some friends with older boys. He LOVES it.
 Little Elvis participated in a Lego event last week. We went to cheer him on. They had lego cupcakes, and Cheese Puff shoved the entire chunk of candy lego into his mouth.
 I tried to get a good shot, but he closed his mouth just as I snapped.
 Little Elvis needed his picture taken.
 Baby Plum showing off the Lego cupcake.
Little Elvis with his lego creation. He made a gas station with a weigh station for semi trucks. It was smaller than the other kids his age. He wants to sign up for stuff, and not put any work into it. Just getting him to accomplish what he did was difficult enough. When he saw the big things other kids his age did, he got more motivated. He spent what was left of his birthday money on a bigger lego board and a new playkit. Do they not just sell random legos?

School is back in session!

School started back this week! Little Elvis is going all week. Baby Plum goes one day this week, and then starts full time next week. Little Elvis on his first day of school at the "big" school. His new school goes from second to fifth grade. I thought about this the other day, we'll be taking boys to this school for YEARS.
 Little Elvis wanted to pose near me. It's 7:15 in the morning, and I don't do make-up that early.
 Baby Plum on his first day of school. He went on Tuesday. He wanted to be goofy for his picture.
 Here he is with his backpack. He's so excited to finally get to use this backpack! He's got his shoes on the wrong feet. We've come to accept that this is just who he is. He wants to wear them on the wrong feet, even if he gets blisters on his toes.
 If Baby Plum gets his picture taken, then so does Little Elvis.
And so does Cheese Puff. He starts pre-school in two weeks, and seems excited. He's absolutely not shy, so I think he'll do alright. I've tried to warn them that he's the youngest of three boys, and kind of physical. They keep brushing me off, saying they've had other physical kids, and it's been fine.
Baby Plum with his two teachers. They both seem really nice. I hope he talks and comes out of his shell some. He told us his first day was good, but they made him throw away his animal crackers at the end of lunch, because he didn't finish them. They never did that with Little Elvis. Hopefully, he'll get to keep his leftovers from now on, so he can snack during the long wait to pick up Little Elvis.

(All of these pictures were taken with our new camera! Bob fixed the old one, too.)