Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Logan's latest is to "attack" Emmie with a giant Elmo (of whom she's now a little afraid.) He makes the Elmo growl and lunge toward her and she is genuinely terrified. It's sad, and it's also really funny.
And Riley - poor Riley's latest is "I want to be alone!" How can she be getting the moody teenage girl thing at 7? She hides with a book and tries to be left alone, but picks really bad hiding spots and gets pestered by Emmie who thinks it's just a game.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
I'm expecting...about 9 weeks along...and it's twins.
I'm still a bit in shock - excited, but in shock. Jeff kicked his coffee over when we saw two little crottses in the untrasound.
Riley and Logan have decided it's one for each of them (and needs to be a boy and a girl.) I'll probably take them up on it for the sake of having them help!
So...there it is! Now there are three sets of twins coming within five months of each other at our church!
Monday, November 13, 2006
Riley still wants to be a "Coffee Bell Worker" when she grows up. Coffee Bell is what my kids call Starbucks, a holdover from when Logan was two. I usually say something like "it's a great job to work while you're going through college!" Her latest addition of what she wants to be is a race car driver. She's been set on this since driving her own go-cart this summer. She wants me to be looking out for something for her to wear to the Awana "Career Night" that looks like a race car driver. I love her.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
I went to our church's share and swap this morning and got some stuff for the kids. They each put new outfits on right away - Logan has a Razorback t-shirt and sweatshirt on with new pants, and Riley decided to be "Pink Girl" (that's what she calls it when she wears all one color.) Pink head to toe. Very cute.
When Logan found out I had already gone to share and swap and he wasn't getting to go he sat down and bawled. It was very sad. Jeff took pity on him and took him and Riley up (he was already being sent to the grocery store.) The kids love to paw through the toys - it's all free, but I usually only let them pick one thing, maybe two.
It's cool again after the weird week of warm weather. I prefer my November to be cool. I guess it's just how I was raised. Of course, my southernized children think that 50-degree weather is "freezing" - literally, when it's like this Riley will keep asking if it will snow now.
Yesterday I pulled something out for Emmie to wear and she looked at it with disdain and said "That's not beautiful!" My little fashionista.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Anyway, that's my life. Always reminding, always warning, always trying to head off the next imminent disaster. Stop running through the house with that pencil in your mouth. Don't launch yourself onto your brother's head. Don't kick. Don't bite. Stuff like that. It makes my head tired.
Today as we were doing school Logan finished half his math sheet without me telling him what to do. He can't read. I asked how he knew what to do and he looked at me like I was stupid. (But not in a mean way.) He had just assumed that certain instructions were the same and gone ahead with it. His self-motivation is a blessing.
Riley reads really well. I had her reading something for me today and was very happy that I haven't permanently damaged her reading ability. It's scary to homeschool!
Emmie...well, she took a pencil and scribbled all over her playhouse, dumped out the crayons, put orange clay (that's Arkansas dirt) all over herself - twice, and smeared her pbj all over the table. That's just scratching the surface. On a cute note, she asks for "jolly" on her "peenabotter" sandwich. I like that. She also sits with her Olivia book and tells herself the whole story from the pictures. All in all she's a good baby (although she's coming up on three and trying my patience.) Although she tells me that she's NOT a baby, she's a big kid now. I heard her tell Logan and Riley each, apart from one another, yesterday "I'm big now like you!"
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