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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Sick in bed.

It doesn't get any sweeter than this.  Bear is comforting him while he's sick.

Jack and Bear have been through a lot together.  Bear has literally been through the wringer (many times) and I've had to sew him back up.  But, he's always there for Jack.  ;)

What's behind your back, Jack?

Jack thinks he's being sneaky.  If he has something he's not suppose to have, he will put it behind his back as soon as you look at him.  It's usually something I've already told him no to (marker, thermometer, candy, whatever).

Me: "What's behind your back, Jack?"
Jack: He'll shrug his shoulders and make an "I don't know" sound.
This is when I usually give my well-practiced stern mother look.
Which is then followed by a big mischievous grin by Jack.  Then in his sweetest voice, he'll say, "Hi," as if that's going to make me forget he's doing something wrong.
I continue with an even more furrowed brow and mean look.
This then prompts him to chunk the object away quickly, hoping I didn't see him in the act.
He'll then walk over to me and give me a big kiss to butter me up so he won't get in trouble.

Little Stinker.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Curly Girly

Arden is going to be Merida this year for Halloween.  I practiced curling her hair for her costume.  Isn't it darling?!  

This girl is such a diva.  Miss Priss carries a brush with her to keep her hair looking nice.  I had to convince her that she didn't need to carry a brush in her backpack to school.  She has to make sure she looks pretty before she heads outside to play.  For such a confident little girl, it surprises me how she worries about her appearance.  She reminds me of when I was little.  She loves braids and ponytails, and absolutely hates if there's a single bump in her 'do.   


Jack's Jackanese is slowing becoming more comprehensible.  It's becoming less Jackanese, but not quite English; hence, Jackanenglish.   He has finally stopped saying Hahwah for Halle, and now it's closer to the true form.  He calls her Hi-E.

He's hit a few milestones this week, as well.
1)He learned his colors!
2) He learned many of the animal names
3) He learned to ride the tricycle..... THE RIGHT WAY!

I have worked with him the last half year to learn colors, etc.  He always acted like he couldn't care less about anything he was learning.  I knew he was absorbing it even though it didn't seem like it, and it would only be a matter of time before his vocabulary would start exploding.  This week it did!  I'm a little sad to see a small piece of babyhood chipped away, but happy to see he's not going to grunt like a caveman for the rest of his life.

He refuses to count with me, though.  I've heard him count once, but now he just laughs at me when I try to get him to do it.  little booger.

Jack has also discovered Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney channel.  He is obsessed with Mickey Mouse.  I mean OBSESSED!!!

Monday, October 13, 2014

My family's a bunch of cheeseballs

Halle and I were at Klein high school for her swim meet

Sudsy Santas

Brian on a mission at Garden Ridge trying to find outdoor cushions.  He was too impatient to wait for the worker and ladder.

he used his skin as a canvas
Brian's ingenious way to wear a Snuggie

This would be the oldest looking like a creeper

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

I'm sorry, my brain told me to do it.

Arden's recent excuse for everything....

The good thing is (at this point in time, anyway) Arden is scared to lie.  Instead of lying, she usually confesses to a misdeed before I find out on my own.  She has learned that her guilty plea usually leads to a lesser punishment, rather than lying about it and getting a more severe punishment.

"Mommy, I'm sooo sorry."
"I scratched the chair with my fingernail.  My brain told me to do it," she says in the most pitiful tone she can muster.

"Have you clipped down at school?" (clip-down is something that happens when a student makes a poor choice or has poor behavior.)
"No, I haven't.  I've only clipped up!" she exclaims with pride.  Then her tone changes as she suddenly remembers something.  "I did color on my desk, though," she says in a hushed voice, full of guilt.  "I can't help it!  My brain told me to do it!!!"
"Arden, that's not an excuse.  Your brain is going to get you into a lot of trouble."