My big boys...

…continue to amaze me. Grant who has for so long any type of writing instrument, all of the sudden can’t get enough markers and pencils and chalk and crayons and paint. The picture is probably one of his first that depicts people. It is not of our family, but of Ashlie’s. It has Anthony, Ashlie, Lilly, Dexter and a big mushroom. I wish I could remember what he said about the mushroom, but all of his pictures have some amazing story behind them. I could listen to him talk forever. I asked him the other day what he remembered about the trip to Bennett last year with Jason, Andy and Kyle. He said “Fisherman don’t whine” and “there was a trailer but we couldn’t see the wheels”. Kyle continues his artistic endeavors. He is very prolific. They will do a project in art and he will come home and do it 20 more times. One of his favorites was the three line people drawing. I don’t know if I blogged about it, but for Jason’s Christmas, we made his 10 favorite line people projects into a big collage on Snapfish. I think it is so cool and it’s hanging in our hallway. The pic is his other passion, Legos. I wish I could say I was more supportive of this, but I really can’t stand any toy with more the 10 pieces, so the 300+ piece Lego sets are really more then I can handle. We have developed a workable system involving bowels and bags and containers, but I still cringe every time he sets up shop at the dining room table. His other big passion of late is his reading. I would say he is fluent now and it is just very cool. He was so proud the first time he read and entire chapter and could understand it and so was I.

Several thing I have not done lately. I did not wash my sheets, put them on the bed and then the next morning, proceed to pull them of the bed and stuff them back into the washer. That would be a sign of serious short term memory problems. I also did not take a huge pile of checks to deposit for PTA to the bank with not a single endorsement. That bank already thinks I am a whacko and that would have probably pushed them over the edge. I would not put two referenence to laundry in single post, but if I did, it would be to relate that Kyle has never had to ask "is there a basket of clothes somewhere that I can get some pants out of". Their laundry is always put away immediatly and they would think it abnormal to have to dig it out of a basket stashed in my bedroom or office.