Thursday, March 20, 2008

Cutest thing ever!!

The boys got their teeth cleaned yesterday and Davey wears sunglasses b/c his eyes water under the bright lights. I crack up whenever I see these!

Pet Peeve

The kids have this total fascination with wearing their swimsuits as much as possible at all times of the year. It drives me crazy b/c they always take off their underwear to put their suits on and I just think it's so gross to play all day without wearing underwear. I mean, is it just me? We have friends and family members that rock going commando,you know who you are, but I just can't handle the idea.

Jonah got into Davey's swimtrunks b/c I hid all of his b/c he kept wearing them. I keep wanting to sing "Nair for short shorts!" Remember that hair removal commercial? Am I dating myself?

Davey always accessorizes with white bankey.

Wuv


Davey is our cuddle bug and just the last few weeks he's been telling us "I wuv you" of his own inspiration. There's something really special when your child seeks you out to give you a kiss or declare their love for you on their own and not as an automated response to you expressing it first.
The first time he said it we were in Trader Joe's shopping and I had him sitting on the handle bars of my cart with my arms wrapped around him pushing (not exactly a safe practice, but an element of danger keeps the shopping exciting). He turned and looked at me, said, "Mommy, I wuv you" and gave me the sweetest kiss. It still brings tears to my eyes when I think of it.
To contrast my kids, when Trav and I are hugging or laying on the couch together Jonah will get stressed out and say "Stop it mommy and daddy!" and laugh nervously (mind you we are NOT doing anything inappropriate!) Davey will come in see the same thing and say, "Mommy, Daddy, I wuv you" and come climb on top of us to cuddle. Jonah is my quality timer, he wants to go places with you and do things together, it's his love language. Davey is a physical touch hands town, he ALWAYS wants to be held. Payton is mostly gifts I think. She TREASURES anything people give her and keeps it forever. I've broken her heart on more than one occasion by tossing stuff I thought was trash. Trav and I pretty much have to be experts in almost all the love languages in this family. We're trying to keep it real.

Monday, March 17, 2008

I love Spring!


Even though Spring appeared to come in the middle of February, it was still a welcome change of seasons for us! My legs had not seen the light of day since October and it felt especially neat to wear flip flops and a pair of shorts. Our days of splashing in the creek on a hot day are coming soon!

Wearing the Evidence


I came home to find Davey's feet splattered in green paint and Payton's appeared to be "dipped" in purple. They innocently told me they had been painting outside while they were home with Trav. The next day I found their paint project, my mom and dad's picnic table painted in solid blocks of green and purple. Trav had no idea what they'd been up to. In fact, he was marveling how well they were playing together outside and how well they got along. Of course they got along! They were in cahoots together!
When confronted, Payton made sure several times that we knew Jonah was the one "who found the paints" even though he didn't do any of the actual painting. Somehow she felt this fact demonstrated his burden of responsibility for their actions.
And yes, Davey's toes are painted a shimmery lavender compliments of a day spent with Nana. She never had any boys of her own...

Sunday, March 16, 2008

The dyeing of the eggs



Jonah has been running a slight fever with a cough this weekend, so he's a little sad eyed, but still an eager participant.

Payton is the most patient with the process, bidding her time to get just the right color. Her eggs were the most vibrant.

Davey works best with his shirt off. Actually, on any given day he will be without a shirt or pants depending on the mood. Friday he took his pants off and chased his brother and sister and our friends kids around the yard with a bare bottom laughing hysterically.

My other slugger


Payton started playing T-ball this season as well and already has a couple games under her belt. She is on a team of 11 girls and only a couple of them have had prior softball experience so she's learning at the same pace as most of the girls which I love.
I have major issues with my past personal sports involvement. I seem to have always lacked a natural ability to play pretty much anything coupled with terrible hand/eye coordination. I was ALWAYS picked last and was terribly anxious and nervous anytime I had to play on a team in school b/c I sucked. I'm desperate to protect my daughter from the same situations if at all within my ability. I don't care if she doesn't want to play sports, but if she does, I want her to feel confident in her ability, that she can hold her own. I don't want PE to scare her as it did me!
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So far she has enjoyed it and has been hugging the opposite team members at the end of the game instead of just a "high five". She especially likes the snacks afterwards.

I love it when she comes out to bat in her big helmet.

Davey getting some snuggle time in with Aunt Vicki. He likes to yell at Payton and distract her when she's in the outfield, "hi sissy! Sissy come here!" He keeps telling me he's ready to play soccer and that he's going to be number 10. I can hardly wait to juggle three sports teams at once.