I thought it was about time for a kid post.
I’d like to tell you about last night. This past weekend was the time change and all. Naturally, Dennis and I managed to stay up way too late since our bodies kept telling us it was an hour earlier and we had some homework to finish up for Monday.
We finally got to bed after 1am only to be awakened rudely at 4:35am by the sounds of loud giggling, whooping, jumping and other carryings-on. I sleep with ear plugs in and it still woke me up. Turned out, for some reason the two older girls awoke in the middle of the night and decided that it was a good time to play. That was a first. We gave them firm instructions and hauled Squeaky’s bed into a different room to thwart any return to their previous activity. One of the first things Squeaky said to me this morning was, “Mommy, I’m so tired!” Hmm, I wonder why?
In other news, Squeaky is really taking off with her reading. She plowed through the whole set of these phonics books which I really enjoyed. They all have simple sentence construction, a slow progression of letter sounds and blends and a great plot line. She loved them and loved getting stickers for reading them on her own.
Button has been immersed in her imagination lately. She and Squeaky love playing princess, super-guy finds lost princesses, and their latest, “Bring Grandpa the medicine in Heaven and say hi to Jesus.” They also came running up to me at lunch time today and told me that they had made a machine which “died everybody so they could go to be with Jesus.” They were very excited about this. I’m not sure what to think. I asked them if they were killing people (which is a definite no) and they were emphatic that it was not killing them, just dying them.
Little Winnie is learning to color. She can color in the the lines (sort-of) now. I’m wondering if she’s left handed. I did a little experiment last night- I put a crayon in her right hand and she colored with that hand. Then I put it in her left hand and she colored with that hand. Then I put the crayon on the paper and told her to pick it up and color. She consistently uses her left hand when she has a choice.
Another favorite game of late is the sandwich game. This is where all the couch and chair cushions are pulled off and piled with people in between. Then Mommy is supposed to come and eat them. The orange cushion is the cheese, and I imagine that the other cushions are moldy bread or something.
Here’s the little lefty- maybe?
We are back in classes from our Christmas break. This week we have a module on “health and wellness” and will be learning lots of different things about nutrition, how to diagnose diseases and illnesses common on the mission field and their treatments. Tomorrow we get to practice giving each other injections. Should be lots of fun… hee, hee…
Our Christmas break was so great. We travelled all over the place and are so grateful that the Lord kept our van together for the entire time!
We got together with the Easton side first.
Well, at least it is at our house! First, the girls opened their stockings. We had a breakfast casserole, hash browns, cinnamon rolls and orange juice for breakfast. Then we put the second to last ornament up on our Jesse tree (the last one was placed after lunch today). The girls had a busy morning exploring all their gifts, which were mostly books and book-ish type things.
Yesterday I was trying to get them all excited about Christmas tomorrow.
I asked, “What is tomorrow?!”
“Christmas,” they squealed, “Christmas is tomorrow!”
“And what do we celebrate at Christmas?”
“Jesus was born!” they chirped on cue.
Then Lael piped up, “Mommy, I’m just so glad I like presents.”
At least she’s honest.
Last night as our special Christmas Eve thing to do, we let the girls decorate two cut out cookies and eat them. I have a confession to make. I don’t think I know how to make icing out of icing sugar. I poured what looked like close to a cup of icing sugar in the mixing bowl. Then I added, oh, maybe somewhere between 1/8th and 1/4th of a cup of milk. Then I got real lazy and just scooped some fake-o margarine out of the tub and plopped it into the bowl too. Then I whisked it for awhile. It looked weird, so I stuck it in the microwave for 30 seconds. Then I whisked some more. Finally I just took the bowl over to the table where the girls were waiting patiently (!) and smeared some on each cookie. It was more like a glaze. It dripped everywhere, but it succeeded in holding on the sprinkles which is all the girls cared about.
The other night the girls were pretending to have tea. What I love about this picture is Button’s happy grin and Winnie’s expression.
And Squeaky’s lastest drawing, since I suddenly find myself adding all sorts of miscellaneous news items to this blog.
Lastly, I cut Button’s hair for the first time in her life. I mean, I’ve cut her bangs before, but she really needed a real haircut. In Jungle Camp this summer we were taught how to cut girls hair. So I thought I was all expert and stuff after doing Squeak’s. Well, I hacked and hacked on Button’s poor hair. She was really patient if not a tad too wiggly. Finally I left it, only to pick up the scissors once more the next morning to give it another go. I think I’m finally satisfied with the results, but I’m not exactly thrilled. I think perhaps I’ll keep my personal haircutting skills for when they are really needed, like when we are out in the middle of the jungle somewhere someday.
And little Winnie has now graduated to the ‘big girl’ table with a spot between Mommy and Squeaky. She enjoys drinking from a big girl cup and often will request an adult sized spoon as well. She isn’t talking a whole lot. Mostly she just says a lot of mumbo-jumbo using prefixes and suffixes of “Daddy” and “Mommy”. She can tell us what a doggy says, what a lion says, sign and say please when she wants to, but mostly she’s just a poor intellectually neglected third born who has to figure everything out on her own. She is really good at shape sorting- she can do the 18 shape sorter with ease! What really cracks me up (and scares me a little) is remember what Squeaky could do at this same age! Yikes. No wonder my oldest brother is brilliant and why I’m stuck wondering, “What exactly is a recession…?” (one of my questions this week). I’m just kidding biggest Bro, I love you and am glad you’re brilliant.
Matthew and Sarah (my brother and sister-in-law) from Nebraska were up in Canada last month for the funeral of their precious niece, Elysha Brooks. We were able to enjoy an afternoon together in Markham the week after the funeral.
Not really knowing the area well left us searching for a park or playground of some sort. Equipped with a map, we travelled around in caravan looking for a playground with some shade. We finally settled for a playground in the sun… but the kids soon got too hot and we moved to another park for a picnic supper. This one was a conservation area and didn’t have a playground. The kids ran around blissfully in the grassy fields while we parents continually pointed out all the goosepoop they were stepping on and around. It was totally gross, but with nine kids underfoot it isn’t too easy to just hop in the van and move somewhere else.
Uncle Dennis climbed high up an evergreen tree and salvaged a kite that had entangled itself there. He immediately was hailed a hero and the kids happily took turns running around with the kite flying out behind them.
The rest of us had a nice visit on a beautiful afternoon. 🙂 Thanks Matt and Sarah for taking the time to get together with us!