Our new morning activity, worm hunting. I caught Ivy saying, “it’s okay little buddy.”
I’m thrilled that my in-laws decided to stick around after helping us with the kiddos during Janae’s wedding week.
As a result, we’ve had some really good after school snacks (compliments of Grandma Colleen of course), some capture the flag games with the neighborhood kiddos (organized and refereed by Papa Bruce), the kiddos have had some double grandma time, Asher and Bruce took a wilderness adventure (and great were the preparations for these two gadget guys), and the kiddos have had some good couch time cuddling with their grandparents.
We’ve loved it!
While I was trying to think of activities for Josiah’s class for Valentine’s day, he informed me he didn’t like Valentine’s day. He told me he thought it was too girly with all of the hearts and pink. Then he asked me why we don’t have any wrestling holidays or Civil War holidays. You can understand why none of the activities I was coming up with were appealing. And one can only imagine the kinds of activities he was picturing to celebrate suggested holidays!
I love Josiah’s mind. Tonight while doing homework he told me that all we needed was a heater and big fan to float because heat rises. He explained that we could stand on the heater and then of course the fan would blow on the heat to help lift us. Then he said, “I wish our house was made up of big fans and then we could just float around.”
Kid always seems to have flying on his mind.
Nothing like one’s own children to bring about some humility. I, for one, never understood how a parent couldn’t get their kids to wear what they wanted them to wear until I had my own kids with their own opinions (about things like clothes) and realized I had to decide which hills to die on. Adam and I quickly came to the conclusion that clothes were not hills worth dying on (most of the time). Although this has been a bit of a struggle for this stay-at-home mom who is having to let go of what she thinks her kids, and house for that matter, reflect about the job she is doing, but I recognize these are my issues…
Miss Ivy and her hair have added a whole new dimension to this as she is a child who doesn’t like ANYTHING in her hair and only rarely allows us to comb it without a struggle (or full blown screaming tantrum, but struggle sounds more civilized). It’s like she can sense my desire to make it cute and therefore is not tempted by bribery or flattery. This is hard for a mom who pictured pigtails and bows in her only daughter’s hair!
However, today was a little victory. With Janae’s wedding approaching I have decided that combing Ivy’s hair and wearing a flower girl dress are hills worth dying on for this event, so we are taking baby steps. This morning Ivy got her first haircut (without tears) AND even allowed the woman to put a bow in her hair!
Now if we can get her to put on the flower girl dress NOT over her pajamas and wear it for longer than 10 minutes! Fingers crossed!
Loved all the friends that wandered over to enjoy the snow this morning.
Oddly most of the college students were no where to be seen. Probably because they were all up late playing in the snow themselves (hence my inability to sleep as they sounded as if they were on our porch playing…or stealing stuff)!