My kids each have a blanket that their grandma made for them before they were born. Being the creative individuals that they are, they call them their “grandma blankets.” I know, ingenious, huh?
The other day I was laying on my daughter’s bed when I had a realization. “Hey”, I said, “this blanket is my grandma blanket.” She laughed and thought I was joking.
“No,” I said, “this blanket right here was made for me by my grandma when I was a little girl, so it is my grandma blanket.
My oldest son is five. He’s gotten to the point where he wants things. And his birthday and Christmas are over. He’s already proven that he has the self control and discipline to save up for things. But he has no income.
I would like to start developing in him the discipline to save and to choose wisely how to spend his money. So, I was wondering, do any of you give your children allowances?
Mudpies
Slugs
Puddle Jumping
We’ve had plenty of baths at the circus this weekend. But the extra laundry and baths are totally worth it to see my kids truly delighting in the simplest of pleasures and enjoying the world around them. Mud, and slugs, and puddles…giggles, wonder, and smiles…
Something happened to my baby girl.
Seems she was just learning to crawl.
How is that she’s running around, skinning her knees and swinging beside the big kids?
Didn’t she know she wasn’t supposed to grow up so fast?
She’s my baby.
What is she doing conversing and counting and going on the potty?
Where did my baby go?
And who is this pig tailed princess that’s serenading us in the morning with her sweet cherub voice?
I can’t believe the school year is over all ready. More than that I can’t believe my little guy is going to be a kindergartener next fall. Where did the time go? It truly seems like it wasn’t that long ago when he was taking his first steps. And now he’ll be stepping across the stage…ready to commence a new stage of life.
He is no longer a preschooler.
I’m so proud of him.
When my little man sets his heart on something, you better watch out. Because he will hold on tight with his 5 year old death grip on life!
His preschool had an art festival last week. It was the single best fundraising event I have ever attended. Parents paid a $10 admission per child and the kids got to engage in numerous, fun, messy, outside art projects. It was a glorious way to spend a sunny Saturday afternoon.
Been sorting through the kids clothes, bagging up the stuff too small, cleaning out stuff in the nursery…. I am so sad.
It is so weird to think we might be done having babies…. so strange…. so sad…. I feel on the brink of tears. I have been trying all week to mentally prepare that we might be done, to figure out how to clean out the stuff and move on, but it is a lot harder than I thought.
Today was a big day in the life of sibling relations at the circus. Around my daughter’s third birthday, my strong willed, independent, knows what she wants toddler, morphed into a “whatever big brother does, that’s what I want too” little sister (she still kept her strong will however). Her favorite color went from purple to red (her brother’s fav color). For the past week she has been telling me how she wants a Spiderman cake just like her brothers when it is her birthday.
Apparently my daughter’s week long rebellion was against sleeping alone in her crib and not on sleeping in general. Tuesday was a break through day for us!
She napped and slept through the night without screaming for hours first.
As I said goodnight to her in her sister’s bed, she had the BIGGEST grin on her face. Seriously, I have never seen a kid so excited about sleeping in a bed.
Since we first brought my youngest home from the hospital at two days old, she has been a good sleeper. You could just lay her down and walk away and she would soothe herself to sleep. Scott and I commented a few months ago that we haven’t had to go in the middle of the night to help soothe her back to sleep. Even when she threw up in her crib in the middle of the night, she just rolled back over and went to sleep.