Here's another one for you. Today Kian must have been in a decluttering mode because he told me he was ready to give some of his stuff away. He bribed his sisters into helping him clean his room by offering to give them whatever they helped clean up. Abby ended up inheriting his snap kit (this is the coolest electronics toy and was very pricey). I questioned him, "Kian, do you really want to get rid of your snap kit?" He replied,"I don't want it anymore. I'm moving on to fireworks." I reminded him, "You can't mix chemicals in your room, Kian" to which he replied, "What? I only have gun powder and this fuse in my room!"
Yeah. So. Whatever phase we're entering now is going to have to be closely supervised.
The next story happened the other day while we were studying spanish. I had a spanish-english picture dictionary open and the girls and I were occupied looking up new words and learning how to say them in spanish. Kian was doing his own thing on the staircase, making a tower out of cards. The girls were throwing out common words like baby and dog and such. I didn't even think Kian was paying attention when all of a sudden he asked, "How do you say specimen?"
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Update
I've been trying to think of a good story to share about what the kids are up to, but there's just not anything new around here.
We did have to take Ella for an emergency visit to the urgent care because we thought she had broken her arm while wrestling with Kian and Abby. Thankfully, it was only a ligament out of place that the doctor popped right back into place. No cast, no orthopedic visits. And we can arrange with the office for a discounted payment plan. Phew.
Matt and I got called into Nursery. Well, me really, but he's my unofficial helper till they call one. Not really excited about it, at all, but whatever. We're slowly making friends. For some reason, I miss Utah lately. I miss the abundant produce! And I miss my friends. I'm not liking living in an apartment and having such restricted playtime outside. Matt and I drove to some properties for sale yesterday and fell in love with a 32-acre lot with creek, open pasture, windmill, even a path through the woods. It's too pricey for us. Anyone want to go in on it together? There's plenty of room for two households.
The kids are growing. Kian has discovered crossword puzzles. All of them love to cut coupons with me. Kian spent half a day last week doing odd jobs around the house to earn money for something he wanted to buy at Walgreens he saw in the ad. What was it that he wanted to buy so badly? Epsom salt. No kidding. He could've had cookies. He could've picked candy. But he was so eager to earn money, walk to Walgreens and buy Epsom salt. Three pounds of it, for only $2!
Abby loves to color and read and write. She learns so differently from Kian, but so much more like me, it makes me happy. Ella is just happy, sometimes mischevious, but happy and loving. She is very excited for her upcoming birthday. She wants to invite everyone in the world and get a new lamby. Consider yourself invited!
Felicity is growing too. She is slowly making the change from baby to little kid. I'm trying to teach her spanish, well all of us are trying to learn it. When I wash her hands after a meal, I say "la mano" and she gives me her hand and repeats "la-ma-no." It is sweet.
Matt is plugging on with work. It is hard. He does not like the drive. He does not like the kids' laziness or whining attitudes. I don't think he'll want to return next year, but we'll just see what happens.
Well, that's the scoop. What's going on with you?
We did have to take Ella for an emergency visit to the urgent care because we thought she had broken her arm while wrestling with Kian and Abby. Thankfully, it was only a ligament out of place that the doctor popped right back into place. No cast, no orthopedic visits. And we can arrange with the office for a discounted payment plan. Phew.
Matt and I got called into Nursery. Well, me really, but he's my unofficial helper till they call one. Not really excited about it, at all, but whatever. We're slowly making friends. For some reason, I miss Utah lately. I miss the abundant produce! And I miss my friends. I'm not liking living in an apartment and having such restricted playtime outside. Matt and I drove to some properties for sale yesterday and fell in love with a 32-acre lot with creek, open pasture, windmill, even a path through the woods. It's too pricey for us. Anyone want to go in on it together? There's plenty of room for two households.
The kids are growing. Kian has discovered crossword puzzles. All of them love to cut coupons with me. Kian spent half a day last week doing odd jobs around the house to earn money for something he wanted to buy at Walgreens he saw in the ad. What was it that he wanted to buy so badly? Epsom salt. No kidding. He could've had cookies. He could've picked candy. But he was so eager to earn money, walk to Walgreens and buy Epsom salt. Three pounds of it, for only $2!
Abby loves to color and read and write. She learns so differently from Kian, but so much more like me, it makes me happy. Ella is just happy, sometimes mischevious, but happy and loving. She is very excited for her upcoming birthday. She wants to invite everyone in the world and get a new lamby. Consider yourself invited!
Felicity is growing too. She is slowly making the change from baby to little kid. I'm trying to teach her spanish, well all of us are trying to learn it. When I wash her hands after a meal, I say "la mano" and she gives me her hand and repeats "la-ma-no." It is sweet.
Matt is plugging on with work. It is hard. He does not like the drive. He does not like the kids' laziness or whining attitudes. I don't think he'll want to return next year, but we'll just see what happens.
Well, that's the scoop. What's going on with you?
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Kian, our scientist
The other night, Kian said something I thought was funny. Matt had asked him to do some chore of some kind and he replied, "Just a minute. I have to go to my laboratory first." I was somewhere else in the house but could hear him. I wondered to myself, "Did he just say he has to go to his laboratory? Since when does he have a laboratory?!"
Matt and I walked into his bedroom to find cardboard boxes set up at the end of his bed to create a kind of "room" with all sorts of "equipment:" plastic cups filled with water (for experiments), assorted containers for holding his makeshift chemicals (crushed up Kix, anything powdery I might let him have, torn up bits of paper, etc.) and anything else interesting he might have collected like pieces of metal or balloons or whatnot. Part of his lab is his recycling plant where he takes stuff from our garbage and creates new uses for it.
It's not something I ever played when I was a kid, but he sure has fun!
Matt and I walked into his bedroom to find cardboard boxes set up at the end of his bed to create a kind of "room" with all sorts of "equipment:" plastic cups filled with water (for experiments), assorted containers for holding his makeshift chemicals (crushed up Kix, anything powdery I might let him have, torn up bits of paper, etc.) and anything else interesting he might have collected like pieces of metal or balloons or whatnot. Part of his lab is his recycling plant where he takes stuff from our garbage and creates new uses for it.
It's not something I ever played when I was a kid, but he sure has fun!
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