Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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.

Rotten

The title kinds of says it all.  It was a rookie mistake leaving only a 4 foot counter and a plastic cover between him and the leftover birthday cake.  He is so apt at scaling the cupboards that we have had to move our knife block to the top of the fridge (something not needed during the toddlerhood of either of his brothers).  The other pics almost make me cry.  When I was staying in the hospital and sleeping in 45 minute stretches between pumping and feeding him and meds and x-rays and labs, I had exactly one dream, a dream of Ryan as a toddler in front of our house riding his tricycle.  When I told Jason about it, it said that one day I was going to see it happen and cry, and he was so right.  I didn’t really think it would happen before he turned two though.  He is quite adept at propelling both the plastic and big tricycle, using just his little legs and on one of our few nice days, he has already discovered how cool it is to glide down the driveway like a little kamakazi.  The other pic, I just thought made him look so big in his button down, eating his sandwich and drinking his milk all by himself.  It also reminds me of yet another story of Grant’s wardrobe woes.  I have similar shirt in a 4T (I must have really went through a dressing them alike stage when Grant was 1 and Kyle was 4).  Anyways, Jason picked the shirt for Grant to wear to church and was met with the usual barrage of whines and moans that accompany any “church” clothes.  It went on a little longer then usual and we asked him what was wrong and he said “I look like a forest boy chopping trees”.  OoohK.

Jason's Birthday

I’ve decided I want some more pics in my blog book, even when I don’t have much to say.  Jason’s birthday was celebrated with the usual fanfare of dinner out followed by homemade cake and presents.  The boys were obviously excited about the presents and I’m sure he can’t wait to sport his new Star Wars shirt.  I really need to get my act together for his big 40th next year.  I still remember that I was traveling a lot around his 30th and didn’t plan anything and still feel bad about it.