This morning Robbie took the big girls to a field for some running fun. They did monkey bars and played with their daddy in the 7 o'clock hour. Henry woke me up with a loud, "Mommmmy!!!!" I opened his bedroom door with warm milk in hand and was greeted by my handsome son's warm smile. He was in a good mood. He told me he'd been singing Wheels on the Bus. After I gave him a dry diaper he asked for some reading time with me. He selected "all boy" book titles...Casey at the Bat, How Does a Dinosaur Say I Love You?, and Hot Rod Hampster. Hilarious! He says, "Hot Rod Hampster. Ready, set, GO!!" like a speed talker. He even let me hold him in the glider as we read. Usually, he asks to sit beside us. I enjoyed our quiet house and one on one time together. Granted, as soon as the girls charged into the living room from outside he was gone in a flash. He loves those sisters. During breakfast Henry kept giving the baby gentle kisses and patted her fluffy mohawk with his meaty paws that were sticky with jelly and toast.
Now we're in the basement. I just finished sewing a little lovey blanket for Vivian. (It is in the photos above, taken today.) Henry and Evelyn have ones that I made for them as babies, and they are very special to each of them. Unfortunately, we noticed a little mouse in our basement recently. Robbie set the trap in a very hidden area behind the treadmill and between the couch and wall. As I sewed I looked up and noticed Henry was missing. "Where's Henry?!" Olivia pointed to the exact place where the mouse trap was hidden. I rushed to my young son and found him holding the darn trap. I freaked out, grabbed his wrist, and started shaking his entire arm. The trap snapped as it flew against the wall. The girls started screaming for Robbie. I was scolding Henry. Henry was crying. His fingers are all still there. Seriously? He has never been back there in his entire life. Did he smell the peanut butter? What inspired him to crawl exactly where he didn't belong to get himself in harm's way?
Well, I think on this rainy day we are going to go have a family match of the Wii game Just Dance. I challenged all three kids the other morning for exercise, and we had a blast. Whenever I won I yelled, "Mommy's in the house!!!!" They laughed and I hugged them, and it was simply wonderful. They like when Robbie and I play each other. Our competition excites the kids.
Okay, I just took two pencils and a bottle of glue from Henry. Will we survive age two? He's so busy.
Vivian turned four months on the 8th. She's now 13 pounds 3 ounces, and has a gorgeous double chin. I'm gaga over her smile and giggles, and she's still wonderful, wonderful. My favorite lullaby to enjoy with her is Sweet and Lovely on the Plumb cd. It fits her well.
Now we're in the basement. I just finished sewing a little lovey blanket for Vivian. (It is in the photos above, taken today.) Henry and Evelyn have ones that I made for them as babies, and they are very special to each of them. Unfortunately, we noticed a little mouse in our basement recently. Robbie set the trap in a very hidden area behind the treadmill and between the couch and wall. As I sewed I looked up and noticed Henry was missing. "Where's Henry?!" Olivia pointed to the exact place where the mouse trap was hidden. I rushed to my young son and found him holding the darn trap. I freaked out, grabbed his wrist, and started shaking his entire arm. The trap snapped as it flew against the wall. The girls started screaming for Robbie. I was scolding Henry. Henry was crying. His fingers are all still there. Seriously? He has never been back there in his entire life. Did he smell the peanut butter? What inspired him to crawl exactly where he didn't belong to get himself in harm's way?
Well, I think on this rainy day we are going to go have a family match of the Wii game Just Dance. I challenged all three kids the other morning for exercise, and we had a blast. Whenever I won I yelled, "Mommy's in the house!!!!" They laughed and I hugged them, and it was simply wonderful. They like when Robbie and I play each other. Our competition excites the kids.
Okay, I just took two pencils and a bottle of glue from Henry. Will we survive age two? He's so busy.
Vivian turned four months on the 8th. She's now 13 pounds 3 ounces, and has a gorgeous double chin. I'm gaga over her smile and giggles, and she's still wonderful, wonderful. My favorite lullaby to enjoy with her is Sweet and Lovely on the Plumb cd. It fits her well.
One final story, and I hope this one doesn't get me in trouble with Robbie...
The other morning when I got Henry out of his crib he kept saying, "Daddy happiness." I thought this was heart warming, and I encouraged him. "Yes. Daddy brings us happiness." "Daddy is happy. We love Daddy." He kept telling me, "No. Daddy HAPPINESS!"
(Note: I just had to restart my computer because Henry turned it off as I was typing this. That was after I got him off of the boy box where he was standing and reaching for crayons. Oh, my goodness.)
Finally, little Henry said, "Daddy ha(ve) penis." I laughed out loud and got such a kick out of how much that sentence sounded like Daddy Happiness. He then said, "Yaya (Olivia) happiness?" "No, Henry. Olivia does not have a penis." With that I'll say farewell for now.
----We had a ball playing Wii...Look at Henry dance. He makes me laugh so hard I can't compete.
That was cute!!! Henry was shaking all over!!:)
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