Sitting down to lunch... "So, Mama, tell me 'bout your day!"
After being told that Daddy had already left for work one morning, "That makes me cross." (anyone with a Thomas-obsessed pipsqueak will recognise the decidedly British comment).
Jack has lately been wanting to join in at mealtimes with his own prayer. Last night, this is how it went: "Dear Fader, bwessing for dis food, and........bwessing for dis food, and...........bwessing for dis food. Amen!" Guess he musta been hungry.
Upon taking a bite of his spaghetti with browned butter and Mizithra (I've been craving OSF, so I re-created a family favorite at home), he delared, "DEE-Yishous!"
In the car on the way to the grocery store, I asked, "Jack, what's your favorite kind of pie?" His reply, "I don't know. Lemme fink."
I received a package in the mail recently, and one item inside was a vintage plastic reindeer. I handed it to him to look at, and he said, "That's way Awesome!"
And a few mis-pronounciations that we love:
frefridger = refridgerator
caterputer = caterpillar
cheput = ketchup
DVDVD = DVD (seriously, we can't get him to shorten it!)
In addition to cracking us up daily with his expanding vocabulary, Jack, who will be 3 in December is now:
almost completely grown out of his 3t clothing
able to twirl spaghetti on his fork quite well
correct 85% of the time when asked, "what word starts with the letter ..."
very proficient at pointing and clicking, navigating through some favorite kids' sites on the computer:
ABCD game
Dog's Ballpit
Cous George
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Friday, October 31, 2008
Saturday, January 17, 2009
My Kids
Jack (3 years old) now weighs 43 pounds and stands 41 inches tall (that's greater than the 97th percentile on both counts)... Recently missed the bottom step, and when he fell, made a big dent in the wall with his head...
Continues to enjoy drawing on his doodle pad and playing with Thomas and friends...
...continues to crack us up with the things he says. Just this morning, his Daddy dialed up Grandpa Twist and handed the phone to Jack. Knowing my Father-in-Law's customary, "Hello, this is Joel", the first words out of our little smarty's mouth were pretty funny... "Don't call me Joel! Just call me Jack!"
Katie (1 year old) now weighs 19 pounds and stands 29 inches tall (that's 14th percentile for weight and 40th for length)... Loves to walk around the house while holding onto adult-sized fingers... Gives out hugs and kisses freely... Loves to play with cars and balls and musical toys...
...still isn't too sure about taking baths in the big tub, but having her big brother with her helps, and when taken at sunset with calming music in the background, well, okay, maybe this can be fun...
Continues to enjoy drawing on his doodle pad and playing with Thomas and friends...
...continues to crack us up with the things he says. Just this morning, his Daddy dialed up Grandpa Twist and handed the phone to Jack. Knowing my Father-in-Law's customary, "Hello, this is Joel", the first words out of our little smarty's mouth were pretty funny... "Don't call me Joel! Just call me Jack!"
Katie (1 year old) now weighs 19 pounds and stands 29 inches tall (that's 14th percentile for weight and 40th for length)... Loves to walk around the house while holding onto adult-sized fingers... Gives out hugs and kisses freely... Loves to play with cars and balls and musical toys...
...still isn't too sure about taking baths in the big tub, but having her big brother with her helps, and when taken at sunset with calming music in the background, well, okay, maybe this can be fun...
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Blame it on Sunshine in November... or PMS.
Yesterday the kids and I had a post-nap banana split party...
I was not in the mood for "healthy"...
Although Jack informed me that the addition of fruit made it healthy...
Do you think Thomas the Tank Engine would agree with that assessment?
Katie seemed to be of the opinion that the Sprinkles were what made it healthy...
When she was "all done" what was left in her dish? Bananas...
Sunshine + Egg Nog Banana Split in a lovely old dish + 2 adorable children = bliss.
I was not in the mood for "healthy"...
Although Jack informed me that the addition of fruit made it healthy...
Do you think Thomas the Tank Engine would agree with that assessment?
Katie seemed to be of the opinion that the Sprinkles were what made it healthy...
When she was "all done" what was left in her dish? Bananas...
Sunshine + Egg Nog Banana Split in a lovely old dish + 2 adorable children = bliss.
Friday, January 02, 2009
My Go-Away-Snow Snowman...
I realize that although it has been hampering my travel away from the house way too much lately, I still find that Snow inspires Photography. It transforms our usual landscape into something magical, and our humble little home becomes a dreamy chalet.
The neighboring horse pasture rolls and swells to the treeline, and billowing clouds echo the snowy white. But wait, what is that I see at the bottom of the scene?
There isn't supposed to be a CREEK flowing across our driveway...
All of the torrential rain from yesterday had to go Somewhere, and it found the shortest way to Bear Creek was across the field and down over our drive...
Pretty, isn't it? In a destructive sort of way...
Now on to lighter, funner, more entertaining things; my "Snow, Snow, Go Away, Come Again Some Other Day" Snowman.
Nutmeg eyes, a Carrot nose, Cloves for a mouth, and don't forget the pipe!
No, he didn't make it, but Jack thinks he's pretty cool, and oh, SO originally named him "Frosty".
Lightning McQueen ate Thomas in order to be featured in this photo shoot.
And I couldn't resist sharing this sweet moment...
The neighboring horse pasture rolls and swells to the treeline, and billowing clouds echo the snowy white. But wait, what is that I see at the bottom of the scene?
There isn't supposed to be a CREEK flowing across our driveway...
All of the torrential rain from yesterday had to go Somewhere, and it found the shortest way to Bear Creek was across the field and down over our drive...
Pretty, isn't it? In a destructive sort of way...
Now on to lighter, funner, more entertaining things; my "Snow, Snow, Go Away, Come Again Some Other Day" Snowman.
Nutmeg eyes, a Carrot nose, Cloves for a mouth, and don't forget the pipe!
No, he didn't make it, but Jack thinks he's pretty cool, and oh, SO originally named him "Frosty".
Lightning McQueen ate Thomas in order to be featured in this photo shoot.
And I couldn't resist sharing this sweet moment...
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Updating...
Due to the switch-over to a new computer (lightning fried the old modem), and a nasty virus that all 4 of us are recovering from, these photos are a bit late, but well worth the wait!
Here's our Girl at 6 months old with her bear (note that she is still wanting to get that toe up in the air! a budding ballet artist, maybe?):
Sweet little Kewpie Doll:
Both kids in their "matching" outfits! My Boy looks WAY too old to still be in diapers, but he is barely 2 1/2, so cut me some slack! More on his size later...
People often mistake our Boy for a 3 or 4 year old, and seem a little confused when his behaviour doesn't match his size. So, since we hadn't had him weighed and measured for 6 months, I plopped him on the scale, and was astonished at my findings! At 2 years, 6 months, Jack weighed in at 39 pounds and stands 38 1/2 inches. The 97th percentile for both measurements, and also the size of your average 4 year old according to this website. He is a busy, busy, boy, and is still in love with his Thomas the Train, although Lightning McQueen takes a close second fiddle. He is talking like crazy, and saying quite grown-up things, like "Delicious and Refreshing!" (in reference to some cold apple juice), "For Peke's Sake!" (when something doesn't go his way), and "Good Boy, Mama!" when I successfully finish a task, such as loading the dishwasher. He makes me laugh daily.
Our Girl, at 6 months old, is very attached to her Mama, a trait that is common with baby girls at this age, according to her pediatrician. Still, I will be very happy when she finds toys more entertaining than being held in my arms! She is trying to scoot a little now, and we all hope that crawling will come soon. At her weigh in last week, she was 16 pounds 6 ounces, and 27 1/2 inches long, which put her at the 60th percentile for weight (with all of those adorable rolls and chubby thighs, I would have guessed higher!) and the 90th percentile for height. She is a sweet, if demanding baby girl, and we are looking forward to seeing what her personality develops into.
Here's our Girl at 6 months old with her bear (note that she is still wanting to get that toe up in the air! a budding ballet artist, maybe?):
Sweet little Kewpie Doll:
Both kids in their "matching" outfits! My Boy looks WAY too old to still be in diapers, but he is barely 2 1/2, so cut me some slack! More on his size later...
People often mistake our Boy for a 3 or 4 year old, and seem a little confused when his behaviour doesn't match his size. So, since we hadn't had him weighed and measured for 6 months, I plopped him on the scale, and was astonished at my findings! At 2 years, 6 months, Jack weighed in at 39 pounds and stands 38 1/2 inches. The 97th percentile for both measurements, and also the size of your average 4 year old according to this website. He is a busy, busy, boy, and is still in love with his Thomas the Train, although Lightning McQueen takes a close second fiddle. He is talking like crazy, and saying quite grown-up things, like "Delicious and Refreshing!" (in reference to some cold apple juice), "For Peke's Sake!" (when something doesn't go his way), and "Good Boy, Mama!" when I successfully finish a task, such as loading the dishwasher. He makes me laugh daily.
Our Girl, at 6 months old, is very attached to her Mama, a trait that is common with baby girls at this age, according to her pediatrician. Still, I will be very happy when she finds toys more entertaining than being held in my arms! She is trying to scoot a little now, and we all hope that crawling will come soon. At her weigh in last week, she was 16 pounds 6 ounces, and 27 1/2 inches long, which put her at the 60th percentile for weight (with all of those adorable rolls and chubby thighs, I would have guessed higher!) and the 90th percentile for height. She is a sweet, if demanding baby girl, and we are looking forward to seeing what her personality develops into.
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