Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Little Elvis' circuit work

Earlier, I had pictures of the younger two boys playing with circuits. Here is the oldest boy. He's not exactly playing. He's working on a science project.
He did a board about circuits.
Daddy helped him. Mommy did not. I have no clue what is going on.

But they did. He got second place! I took a picture of him this morning. I suggested he dress up some. I got him a tie at the last consignment sale. He agreed to wear the tie... for the girls. I took a picture, but it's not downloaded yet. He was very handsome. Not sure how the girls liked it.

Old person day

The boys got out of school early last Friday, but Baby Plum still got to enjoy "Dress Like an Old Person" Day.

We started out with our blue "Thing 1 or 2" wig.
But once he saw the picture, he cried. He didn't like how he looked. We are always talking about how Baby Plum has the prettiest hair. Possibly, I've made him vain about it.
Our second option was a wizard hat. I reasoned that Merlin and Dumbledore were old. We also pulled his pants up a little higher after we took the picture. He was much happier in the hat.

Glad he only had to wear it for half a day, because I think it's for a 4 year old, or smaller. It was super tight.

Playing with circuits

Baby Plum loves to play any type of game. Here he is playing with a circuit game from Grandpa Stew.
He's connecting circuits here.
A close-up.
Cheese Puff got in on the action as well.
Sweet boys.

Monday, January 25, 2016

What do you wear to get paint chips?

In our house, you randomly don your Cookie Monster costume that you haven't touched in months. I decided it would keep him somewhat warm.
Before we headed out, he needed to play with his marble thing. This was his big present from Santa, and it's been such a hit. It's amazing to me that all three boys can sit and do the same thing over and over and be happy with it.
What does Cookie Monster say? Apparently, "Roar!" Not only is Cheese Puff not versed in how Cookie Monster behaves, he also isn't a cookie fan. Thankfully he looks like me, because he didn't get that from me.
He did let me pull up the head when he got in the car seat, because he couldn't sit back, and get buckled in.

He's so fun. I am going to miss our mornings together next year. I really am. The other two are fun as well. But I'm trying to enjoy this time as much as I can

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Playing dress up

With three boys, I don't really get to play dress up with them. They don't really care about being cute. But I managed to get all three fairly dressed up last Sunday.  
Don't they look cute? Hate that my picture's kind of fuzzy. Little Elvis was being goofy, and trying to dance a bit. They were ready to get out of their fancy clothes. They had been very good for me, so I couldn't make them stay clean and cute too long.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Sweet curl

Look at that sweet little curl! It was so pretty this morning that I had to snap a picture of it. We then put a toboggan on, and it was gone by the time the hat came off.

I'm not sure how much longer he will keep these curls. I want to enjoy them as much as I can.

Monday, January 11, 2016

Out of the fingers of Baby Plum

Towards the end of the summer I got a hand-me-down iPhone. I like it, and appreciate it very much. But there's one person in our family who loves it way more than I do: Baby Plum.

I don't have games on it, but it can text. This boy LOVES to text. He appointed himself my personal secretary shortly after I got it. It was great while I was driving. I would get texts, and he'd read them to me, and then type "Ok" or "Thank you."
Then, he decided to promote himself from middleman to bossman, and cut me out of the process all together. I would get texts asking questions. If he didn't know the answer, he would text "Ok" and "Thank you." If he did, then he would say "Yes." He rarely answered questions. I would only know if I checked my history, or I got a follow up text telling me that I didn't answer the question.

One friend started texting him smiley faces, which he really liked. Most people who text fairly often have come to expect odd responses from me/us.

Now that he's been texting for a few months, he's getting much more creative. He likes to respond to every text, even if it's an automatic thing from JoAnn Fabrics.

The problem now is that he spells like a 6-year-old. But he's representing me. He likes to respond to "Thank You" with "Your welcome." I always have to then respond to people so they know that my son did that, not me.

A couple of weeks ago, my mom texted me. I told him to tell her we were running errands. I looked at the message later. He wrote "Were running Aron's." Isn't that cute? She knew it was him. She and my father texted him a lot over Christmas break. He likes to get special messages.

Other cute things?

When he got back to school last week, he drew a picture of a frowning boy. It was him being lonely, because he had to play outside by himself. I don't remember him ever being outside by himself.

Friday was the real Elvis' birthday. We went to tour the birthplace. Once we got into the 2-room house, he looked around, and then looked sad. He asked, "Where is Elvis?" He thought we were really going to see Elvis.

This morning, he woke us up ready to play a game. At 6:30 on a Monday morning. Bob is the morning person, so he obliged. What else did he say while requesting a game? He told me that I didn't lay out any pants for him to wear to school. I did. He just didn't see them.

Thursday, January 07, 2016

Touchdown! Er, Strike!

We took the boys bowling to celebrate their last day before school started back.
This is Bob bowling. He's by far the best bowler. But he's fuzzy because someone had touched my camera lens.
We didn't have to find a left-handed ball for our lefty. He threw a spare, but he didn't get a strike. He handled it alright.
Baby Plum threw some spares as well. He seemed to have a good time.
Cheese Puff? Granny bowled, and he threw a couple of strikes! He called them touchdowns.
He got bored, and played hide-and-seek under a chair. But he still had fun.

I threw a strike! I'm not sure I've ever done that. I followed it with another strike! But I didn't get a turkey (that's three strikes in a row.) Bob threw several strikes. It was a fun time.

Another day, another tooth lost

Baby Plum lost another tooth! He didn't swallow this one, but it wasn't the easiest thing to pull out. He kept coming to me to try, but it wasn't completely ready. Then he would cry. But, after about 4 tries during the day, I finally got it. He was ready to cry at me, until he realized I had pulled the tooth. Then he was happy, although he wasn't happy about the blood. We put the tooth in an envelope under his pillow. He lost it... again. The tooth fairy still brought him money, and Bob found the tooth in his sheets the next day.

Sunday, January 03, 2016

Some Christmas catch-up

The boys had a great Christmas. I wasn't great about pictures. There are more on my camera, but I had a couple on my phone.
Cheese Puff had one extra day while his brothers were still in school before Christmas break. We went to story time at the library, and they did a "Polar Express" theme. Mr. Steve, a friend from the plays was there as the conductor. Cheese Puff likes Mr. Steve and was excited to see him. Isn't the train on the wall cute?
This is Christmas Eve night. My parents give the boys their presents on Christmas Eve. Yes, Little Elvis is wearing shorts. It's getting chillier now. My parents got them a karaoke machine, and they really love it! Cheese Puff loves to scream the words he thinks he knows. Baby Plum likes to only sing by himself, or with Cheese Puff. Little Elvis can sing, but maintains that he can't. This stems from a really crazy-in-a-bad-way experience from Halloween. Maybe before. He can sing just fine. He's an 8-year-old-boy.

Today, Cheese Puff told me that Santa did a good job at Christmas, and was a very nice man. I was a little worried about things, because the boys kept changing their requests every hour on the hour. And they didn't want realistic things. Little Elvis? Wanted a huge inflatable football helmet with a smoke machine so he could run through it before playing football in the back yard. He also wanted a mechanical bull. I have no clue where that came from. Baby Plum wanted a football jersey (very last minute thing) and Cheese Puff wanted a long choo-choo train. We think he meant something to ride on. He wasn't getting that.

Santa brought them a basketball hoop and basketball, some video games (the kinds where they have to use their bodies.) Little Elvis got an Emmitt Smith football jersey, which he barely takes off, two Lego things, and lots of books. Baby Plum got several different types of puzzles, games and maps. "Santa" made him a special shirt with Mississippi on it. Cheese Puff got a stuffed Baymax from Big Hero 6, and that movie. He also got a marble drop thing. On our summer vacation, his favorite thing at every science museum was the series of tubes and chutes that he could drop marbles down. Santa found a small version of that, and it has been a surprising hit with all three boys.

I was worried we were going to have tears when they didn't find inflatable helmets and ride-in trains.